There comes a time in every man’s life, when he finds something which he wants to dedicate his life to. It could be a sport. It could be his country. It could be the search for a cancer cure. Every man will find his noble pursuit one day. This is the story of my “man day”, as one could call.
When I was fourteen, I was playing Halo 2 online with a friend. The map was Lockout. The enemy had the sniper, a battle rifle, the sword, and the shotgun. We had battle rifles. It was a high-stakes game, the enemy was of a much lower rank than us, so that if we had lost, our ranks would have been dramatically affected.
We were pretty well-matched, but they had the lead. We’d kill them, only to have the power weapons go flying off the side of the level, or pick up the power weapons when they were out of ammo. Then they’d kill us.
Eventually, we had 21 kills, against their 22, with a goal of 25 needed to win the game. We all died together in a small room because we weren’t careful enough with where we threw our grenades. The score became 23-24.
We respawned, and it was a race for the power weapons again. This time, I found the sniper rifle. They had the sword and the shotgun and we chasing my partner. They only needed to kill him. That’s when I jumped under the bridge to help him, with no idea what they were armed with. Talk about shocking!
Even more surprising was that I killed them both with one shot for each, unzoomed, with the sniper rifle. It was awesome because the sensitivity was high and sticky aim was disabled for the sniper weapon when it wasn’t zoomed. I killed the sword guy in midair as he was lunging toward me. Luck? Maybe. I like to think that it was God sending me a sign.
This was the defining moment in my life. When I realized that I want to be a professional video game player.
What made you know what you wanted to do and allowed you to call yourself a man?