I still remember the first time I ever stepped foot in that little hole in the wall. It was two years ago, when I had first decided to start taking fighting games seriously. I had heard about the place for months prior from my friends, and I decided to go to test how strong the players there were. I come to find out that most of them were at a level I couldn’t even comprehend at the time. The players were doing large combo strings that I could never do, used tactics I never heard about, and played on arcade sticks, something I was completely unaccustomed too at the time. Playing there was what really opened my eyes to just how much farther I had to go in order to get even close to good in fighting games.
I now had a place to hang out Friday nights, and I made a lot of friends there. It and SRK are responsible for some of the greatest times of my life. The sad part is that I’ve only been there for about 2 years, yet I feel sad to see it leave. Just imagine the people who have been going there practically since they were kids, like most of the pros in the fighting game scene. So sad.
|Chinatown Fair Arcade, you will be missed|