Given that this blog
is titled “Cross-Up”, you would think that I would have long ago reached a
point where I would ask myself “Am I talking too much about fighting games
lately?” Granted, the answer to that
would have been “no” precisely because of the title, but whatever. Beats griping about terrible Final Fantasy
games.
Now, griping about fighting
games? That’s something I don’t do
very often. Being salty about losing,
sure, but that’s an inherent part of the package -- an unspoken, understood
rule for the fighting game community.
Regardless, sometimes you have to gripe about something because you
care. You want it to be the very best it can be. And given my experiences over the past couple
of weeks, I’ve got a notion to lay into a game that’s bugging me more than the
one featuring my arch nemesis, Jigglypuff.
I mean Pikachu. I mean Pokémon
Trainer. I mean Greninja. I mean -- gosh, a lot of the mons in that
game are cancerous to me.
All right, enough
babble. Let’s talk about Street
Fighter V.
