I'm sick of lying about my late brother's 'greatness' at video games.

This took place back in 2001. My brother has since passed away. He is remembered by my family as a 'savant' at videogames. There's truth to this but what bums me out is they don't know the whole truth of it.

We were twins so we were always competitive. In fighting games my brother was always a beast. He couldn't be touched at Mortal Kombat or Street Fighter. Every friend group had a kid like him. The difference is my brother would seek out these groups and beat their champion.

He won a Street Fighter 2 tournament once as an 8 year old and he was playing teenagers and adults. He was good. And when n64 came out he dominated Mario Kart, Goldeneye, and Smash Bros.

But my brother's dominance ended with sports games. Madden, NHL, NBA Jam, he was absolutely garbage. I don't think I ever saw him win a Madden or NHL game. So he simply wouldn't play and it was here our friend groups began diverging.

But he was also a scummy type of player. One game that dominated our friend group was Heroes of Might and Magic 2. We didn't know this at the time but my brother would study maps ahead of time to see who had the best starts. For example Green on the Teleporters map has an undefended gold mine you can get on turn 3. He had us beat at character creation.

The peak of his powers came with Super Smash Bros for the n64. He was untouchable. He would spend his free time 1 v 3ing the CPU at 9 teamed against him. It came to a head in the 9th grade before Melee came out for Gamecube.

My school held a Smash 64 tournament in preparation for Melee. It was the only SSB tournament my brother ever entered and there had to be at least 100 people there. My brother won the whole thing. He was a God at that game.

Then Melee came out that November. We got it on release and my brother confidently said to me: "I'm gonna let you practice for a bit so you have a chance.". So I got to practice for four hours. I picked Peach because I figured it would be embarrassing if I beat him with her. I expected to get destroyed.

We finally played and I destroyed him, didn't lose a single stock. It was the greatest moment of my life. His response? "This game is gay." And he put down the controller and would never play again.

It was so infuriating. I would continue to play melee and I was just an a slightly above average player. He would go on to play competitive counterstrike where he was a God. I seen him go 48-0 in a match before and he got sponsored and got free tech so I don't blame him.

It makes me so angry when I'm at a family reunion and my dad or uncles make me tell stories about how great he was at videogames. When I try to tell the full story I get chirped for besmirching his memory. Yeah he was great at fighting games and shooters but there was alot of unsporting things he did to get that title.

Anyway... I don't know the point of this post... I just had to get it off my chest so thanks for listening if you made it this far.