On January 12 2012 08:03 dAPhREAk wrote: all i wonder is where were your parents during this? they let you play 10-12 hours on the computer on school days, and let you fail your classes? i would slap my kids silly if they tried that.
I failed my first class in grade 11, along with 1 other, just was only getting borderline in all my classes from grade 8 onward
not to pry but what was home life like? if i was on comp for 4-5 hrs my mom would start nagging me to do something and i'm glad she did haha. oh the nerd baller i'd have been, though tt
pretty shitty, I moved in with my dad at some point because he just leaves me alone.
This should be forwarded to a certain sc2 player really...
As for me, I could probably have succeeded in CS1.5/6 around 2004, was pretty good at that time, if I had put in more than 3h a day, and hadn't enlisted in the army. I barely skipped any classes though (was already 20 and in engineering school) since I considered that was more important.
Well, don't regret it if you manage to overturn your life ! Those were good years. You can't do that afterwards, shit's starting to get too important.
On January 12 2012 07:36 Alejandrisha wrote: you failed the minute you switched to css from 1.6 :D I was considering getting serious with 1.6 back in the day, back when cal-m meant a shit load. then cal p ruined cal-m and then cal died, and then cpl tt. that scene was really fucking awesome for a time. really a shame to see it taper off.
yeh i know exactly what you mean. I think I got into cs1.6 2004 or something and started playing competitively 2005? I remember the first CS movie i watched was The Fellowship of NoA. I fucking loved the game and was CAL-m at my peak, but I never really considered going pro - I think the amount of competition available just due to CAL and CEVO were enough for me. Not to mention there was never any monetary incentive back then to go pro. After CS:S came out and the scene was split/dying I just started playing BW which was never as exciting/fun/exhilarating as cs1.6 but was more like winning a game of chess or something.
Hopefully CS:GO can measure up at least a little to CS1.6
omg 1.6 movies were the most amazing thing ever. i watched eolithic at least 10 times! noa movie was probably my #2 as well :D
yeah we never played to become famous or professional. it was just insanely satisfying to start humble, and then eventually beat really good teams as we grew. in fact, my happiest gaming moment was when my lowly cal-o/im squad beat genome, a great cal-m team that eventually went cal-p in a scrim.. not even a league match. every round we won we got so pumped.
I used to play CSS, started competitive play when CAL was in its last season, then moved on to ESEA. My best accomplishment was making ESEA-Invite with Fighting Irish. However, practicing for 3 hrs a night got extremely boring and this was around the same time that sc2 came out so I gave it up and went on to play sc2. Never really played that much css though besides practicing a few hours a night with my team and a few ESEA pugs a day. Also I couldn't stand the fps community, you can't even play cs without having to talk shit because of how much everyone flames each other.
I was quite succesful in CSS. I played in team logitech.fi dunno if you followed eu scene in 06-07 i think (cant even remember the years anymore). I think we finished 2nd twice in the eurocup, won SGL, 3rd in some lan in denmark and won all the finnish LANs... definitely top3-5 team in europe at the time.
CSS and all team games for that matter are about finding a skilled 5 man team with good chemistry and motivation to get better. Sounds easy enough but it can be extremely hard especially when most players are quite young though i think the player pool in games is getting older, thank god. If you're not a social person it can be hard to get into the 'pro' player circles and you're stuck playing with whoever you can get
On January 12 2012 09:48 SyNc` wrote: I used to play CSS, started competitive play when CAL was in its last season, then moved on to ESEA. My best accomplishment was making ESEA-Invite with Fighting Irish. However, practicing for 3 hrs a night got extremely boring and this was around the same time that sc2 came out so I gave it up and went on to play sc2. Never really played that much css though besides practicing a few hours a night with my team and a few ESEA pugs a day. Also I couldn't stand the fps community, you can't even play cs without having to talk shit because of how much everyone flames each other.
sounds like you missed out on the glory that was pubmasters :D
the cs community was pretty mature back in the day when cal was in its first few seasons. don't really know what happened but everything went to shit all the clips up the end of it were from cal-m matches, when cal-m was srs bsns :D
On January 12 2012 07:07 voo05 wrote: [This is about counter-strike:source, not sc2 unfortunately]
*Edit* This is probably really shitty writing, but I just wanted to blog about it.
When I was very young and growing up(8 or so) we had one computer in the house. It sat between me and my brother's room, and we were got a DSL connection fairly early on. With me being the younger brother, and my brother being addicted to counter-strike, I got very little time on it, however, when I was on it, I was playing counter-strike[1.6]. This was maybe 20 minutes a day and it was quite a fun time.
At some point, my family got another computer that was more up to date(2004 maybe) and naturally, that was the computer my brother took, and he switched over to playing counter-strike:source(css). I continued playing CS1.6 and longed for the day that i would have a computer powerful enough to run the game that looked like so much fun that my brother was constantly playing. Well... I eventually got that computer, and this is essentially the story of what happened.
When I first got a computer capable of running counter-strike:source, I pubbed quite a bit. I was maybe 13 at the time and pubbing was a source of enjoyment. In 2008, near the collapse of the CGS, I discovered(through some pub clan) the enjoyment that was that of competitive gaming, and I never looked back. I constantly played scrims through mIRC and gamed essentially all day. After about 6 months of this I got truly competitive about the game.
I began trying my best to be the best. I watched juansource(CSS's equivalent of a day9 in depth daily) all the time, often falling asleep watching it, and while I was up I was either scrimming, deathmatching(to improve my aim) aim mapping(to improve my aim) or sitting in an empty server thinking up strategies for my team to use the next time we scrimmed. Let me get this straight. I didn't play this game just "a lot", I played it korean style, 10-12 hours a day(even on school days) every day, literally every moment I had I was on the computer and every moment of that was spent in game trying to get better.
I lived this "life" for approximately 2.5 years, culminating in my grade 11 run in which i went to less than 40% of my classes, and failed every non-academic course i took. This game was my life. For those 2 and a half years i was dedicated to never losing, always improving, and being the best that I could possibly be. I can tell you, however, I didn't even almost succeed. My best css achievement was going 9-0[full season is 16 games] in the lowest league division, and then having the team die on me due to unreliable fucking crazy people on the team. That was essentially the end of my css "career"(if you would call it that). I quickly realized that even though I spent every waking moment trying to be the best at this game, and it was literally two times the amount of any pro that touched the game since the death of the CGS, I would never be good enough to even call myself almost nearly there.
The moral of this story, essentially, is that even if you put your heart and soul into something, if you don't have the innate talent you cannot, and will not, ever make it to "the big leagues" even when it's just a game, and the big leagues don't even pay more than $5000 to split between 5 people for a first place victory in the biggest tournament.
I won't say that what I did was stupid or a waste of time because I honestly don't believe it was. It taught me a life lesson that I'll never forget, however, I should have realized much sooner that it wasn't going to happen, and in the end, I sacrificed all too much for a dream that never came to fruition.
Follow your dreams, but don't fuck up your life in the process.
Great except.... "The moral of this story, essentially, is that even if you put your heart and soul into something, if you don't have the innate talent you cannot, and will not, ever make it to 'the big leagues'"
This is SO wrong and I hate it when people say this because it is just an excuse. Oh that guy beat me because he was just born smarter and more talented. This is wrong. What makes someone the best is hard work and dedication.
You said it didn't work for you, well its not suppose to work the first time. Almost every successful person has had a major fail like you've experienced, except the difference is that they kept on working at it until they become the best.
On January 12 2012 07:07 voo05 wrote: [This is about counter-strike:source, not sc2 unfortunately]
*Edit* This is probably really shitty writing, but I just wanted to blog about it.
When I was very young and growing up(8 or so) we had one computer in the house. It sat between me and my brother's room, and we were got a DSL connection fairly early on. With me being the younger brother, and my brother being addicted to counter-strike, I got very little time on it, however, when I was on it, I was playing counter-strike[1.6]. This was maybe 20 minutes a day and it was quite a fun time.
At some point, my family got another computer that was more up to date(2004 maybe) and naturally, that was the computer my brother took, and he switched over to playing counter-strike:source(css). I continued playing CS1.6 and longed for the day that i would have a computer powerful enough to run the game that looked like so much fun that my brother was constantly playing. Well... I eventually got that computer, and this is essentially the story of what happened.
When I first got a computer capable of running counter-strike:source, I pubbed quite a bit. I was maybe 13 at the time and pubbing was a source of enjoyment. In 2008, near the collapse of the CGS, I discovered(through some pub clan) the enjoyment that was that of competitive gaming, and I never looked back. I constantly played scrims through mIRC and gamed essentially all day. After about 6 months of this I got truly competitive about the game.
I began trying my best to be the best. I watched juansource(CSS's equivalent of a day9 in depth daily) all the time, often falling asleep watching it, and while I was up I was either scrimming, deathmatching(to improve my aim) aim mapping(to improve my aim) or sitting in an empty server thinking up strategies for my team to use the next time we scrimmed. Let me get this straight. I didn't play this game just "a lot", I played it korean style, 10-12 hours a day(even on school days) every day, literally every moment I had I was on the computer and every moment of that was spent in game trying to get better.
I lived this "life" for approximately 2.5 years, culminating in my grade 11 run in which i went to less than 40% of my classes, and failed every non-academic course i took. This game was my life. For those 2 and a half years i was dedicated to never losing, always improving, and being the best that I could possibly be. I can tell you, however, I didn't even almost succeed. My best css achievement was going 9-0[full season is 16 games] in the lowest league division, and then having the team die on me due to unreliable fucking crazy people on the team. That was essentially the end of my css "career"(if you would call it that). I quickly realized that even though I spent every waking moment trying to be the best at this game, and it was literally two times the amount of any pro that touched the game since the death of the CGS, I would never be good enough to even call myself almost nearly there.
The moral of this story, essentially, is that even if you put your heart and soul into something, if you don't have the innate talent you cannot, and will not, ever make it to "the big leagues" even when it's just a game, and the big leagues don't even pay more than $5000 to split between 5 people for a first place victory in the biggest tournament.
I won't say that what I did was stupid or a waste of time because I honestly don't believe it was. It taught me a life lesson that I'll never forget, however, I should have realized much sooner that it wasn't going to happen, and in the end, I sacrificed all too much for a dream that never came to fruition.
Follow your dreams, but don't fuck up your life in the process.
Great except.... "The moral of this story, essentially, is that even if you put your heart and soul into something, if you don't have the innate talent you cannot, and will not, ever make it to 'the big leagues'"
This is SO wrong and I hate it when people say this because it is just an excuse. Oh that guy beat me because he was just born smarter and more talented. This is wrong. What makes someone the best is hard work and dedication.
You said it didn't work for you, well its not suppose to work the first time. Almost every successful person has had a major fail like you've experienced, except the difference is that they kept on working at it until they become the best.
It isn't wrong. Not everyone is capable of following their dreams. If willpower and hard work was the only barrier to being a professional athlete, there would be a lot more people in the NBA.
That being said OP, if you really were practicing 12 hours a day, I doubt it was your individual skill that held you back but rather your team.
great advice here. unless your very good from a young age and can keep school up dont evan try to be pro unless your done with high school and make some sort of money.
I was just a pubstar in some texas server but it was good times chillin out. Pick de_train. Go terrorist. Boost up onto the ledge in spawn and chill out in the car lol. Sometimes i miss my online friends. Maybe i could find them if i reinstall steam one of these days lol.
On January 12 2012 08:03 dAPhREAk wrote: all i wonder is where were your parents during this? they let you play 10-12 hours on the computer on school days, and let you fail your classes? i would slap my kids silly if they tried that.
I failed my first class in grade 11, along with 1 other, just was only getting borderline in all my classes from grade 8 onward
not to pry but what was home life like? if i was on comp for 4-5 hrs my mom would start nagging me to do something and i'm glad she did haha. oh the nerd baller i'd have been, though tt
I dunno, I feel pretty comfortable with my real life personality although I throw all my free time into girlfriend or gaming. Why do you feel it helped you to do other stuff with your free time in high school? I'd rather put my "hobby time" into something that will be worthwhile for me later on as I plan to be doing things in esports for a long time.
On January 12 2012 07:07 voo05 wrote: [This is about counter-strike:source, not sc2 unfortunately]
*Edit* This is probably really shitty writing, but I just wanted to blog about it.
When I was very young and growing up(8 or so) we had one computer in the house. It sat between me and my brother's room, and we were got a DSL connection fairly early on. With me being the younger brother, and my brother being addicted to counter-strike, I got very little time on it, however, when I was on it, I was playing counter-strike[1.6]. This was maybe 20 minutes a day and it was quite a fun time.
At some point, my family got another computer that was more up to date(2004 maybe) and naturally, that was the computer my brother took, and he switched over to playing counter-strike:source(css). I continued playing CS1.6 and longed for the day that i would have a computer powerful enough to run the game that looked like so much fun that my brother was constantly playing. Well... I eventually got that computer, and this is essentially the story of what happened.
When I first got a computer capable of running counter-strike:source, I pubbed quite a bit. I was maybe 13 at the time and pubbing was a source of enjoyment. In 2008, near the collapse of the CGS, I discovered(through some pub clan) the enjoyment that was that of competitive gaming, and I never looked back. I constantly played scrims through mIRC and gamed essentially all day. After about 6 months of this I got truly competitive about the game.
I began trying my best to be the best. I watched juansource(CSS's equivalent of a day9 in depth daily) all the time, often falling asleep watching it, and while I was up I was either scrimming, deathmatching(to improve my aim) aim mapping(to improve my aim) or sitting in an empty server thinking up strategies for my team to use the next time we scrimmed. Let me get this straight. I didn't play this game just "a lot", I played it korean style, 10-12 hours a day(even on school days) every day, literally every moment I had I was on the computer and every moment of that was spent in game trying to get better.
I lived this "life" for approximately 2.5 years, culminating in my grade 11 run in which i went to less than 40% of my classes, and failed every non-academic course i took. This game was my life. For those 2 and a half years i was dedicated to never losing, always improving, and being the best that I could possibly be. I can tell you, however, I didn't even almost succeed. My best css achievement was going 9-0[full season is 16 games] in the lowest league division, and then having the team die on me due to unreliable fucking crazy people on the team. That was essentially the end of my css "career"(if you would call it that). I quickly realized that even though I spent every waking moment trying to be the best at this game, and it was literally two times the amount of any pro that touched the game since the death of the CGS, I would never be good enough to even call myself almost nearly there.
The moral of this story, essentially, is that even if you put your heart and soul into something, if you don't have the innate talent you cannot, and will not, ever make it to "the big leagues" even when it's just a game, and the big leagues don't even pay more than $5000 to split between 5 people for a first place victory in the biggest tournament.
I won't say that what I did was stupid or a waste of time because I honestly don't believe it was. It taught me a life lesson that I'll never forget, however, I should have realized much sooner that it wasn't going to happen, and in the end, I sacrificed all too much for a dream that never came to fruition.
Follow your dreams, but don't fuck up your life in the process.
Great except.... "The moral of this story, essentially, is that even if you put your heart and soul into something, if you don't have the innate talent you cannot, and will not, ever make it to 'the big leagues'"
This is SO wrong and I hate it when people say this because it is just an excuse. Oh that guy beat me because he was just born smarter and more talented. This is wrong. What makes someone the best is hard work and dedication.
You said it didn't work for you, well its not suppose to work the first time. Almost every successful person has had a major fail like you've experienced, except the difference is that they kept on working at it until they become the best.
errr... even though there is some truth in what you said (every successful person experienced failure blabla), it does *not* mean that talent does not exist and/or does not matter a lot. Take maths. Some people naturally get it waaayyy quicker. We've all seen it. Some students will understand everything in like 5 minutes, and it'll take days for others.
So yeah, sure, with hours of work, no-talent guys can improve. But there are only 24hrs per day, and only about 80 years in a life. So if someone learns 40 times faster than you, and works a decent amount of time, then you're just screwed. And you should do something else.
On January 12 2012 08:03 dAPhREAk wrote: all i wonder is where were your parents during this? they let you play 10-12 hours on the computer on school days, and let you fail your classes? i would slap my kids silly if they tried that.
I failed my first class in grade 11, along with 1 other, just was only getting borderline in all my classes from grade 8 onward
not to pry but what was home life like? if i was on comp for 4-5 hrs my mom would start nagging me to do something and i'm glad she did haha. oh the nerd baller i'd have been, though tt
I dunno, I feel pretty comfortable with my real life personality although I throw all my free time into girlfriend or gaming. Why do you feel it helped you to do other stuff with your free time in high school? I'd rather put my "hobby time" into something that will be worthwhile for me later on as I plan to be doing things in esports for a long time.
well, actually, it didn't. i don't think i really paid much mind to my parents trying to get me away from games. thanks for bringing that up..i don't know why i thought about it like that O_O i'm heading into the city tomorrow to visit gf. maybe i'll see you walkin around xD
Excellent story. I've made the jump to try all sorts of things like moving overseas for love, or trying to be an indie game developer (and I did actually have the background in coding to get started). If I wasn't on to such a good thing in my life at the moment, I'd probably be trying to become a musician next. Even when these things fail miserably and you realise you may have thrown away some great opportunities or time & money on something that ultimately left you back where you started or worse, if you've followed your heart you've been true to yourself. That's never a bad thing.
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