Evolution of the Spectator

I can’t seem to tear myself away from the man I love and therefore I find myself accompanying to his favourite local spot, the gaming centre. Until recently I just sat there chatting and trying to make time pass quickly but then I was faced with the task of doing something out of the ordinary for an hour, well this hour turned into four. I set myself in front of the computer and clicked on the ‘start game’ button-the name of the game I chose was Dota- the next step was to choose my character, and wow what a tough choice that was considering all the diverse options I was faced with. After eventually picking a character the game had already started, I felt extremely disadvantaged being a ‘noob’- computer lingo for a ‘new gamer’-and not being at my starting position like everyone else. I fought the temptation to start over and began casting fiery balls at the opposing team when suddenly I could no longer see my character on the screen. To my disappointment I learned that I had died, ALREADY! My disappointment faded on my revival and I found myself focusing more intensely on avoiding the spells cast by my opponents. Four hours later and I could finally pull myself form the screen with a satisfied feeling of victory as my team DOMINATED! Phew, what an intense experience and what fun playing a game with and against your friends, you really could call it a team sport. I walked in a bored spectator and emerged a victorious ‘nerd’.