On car soccer with rockets too

Marching right along! Ten more queries, and some more rejections. My plan is to send out a total of fifty queries; at that point, I may need to re-examine my writing again. There’s always room for improvement, and I may be missing some style problems. We shall see what we shall see.

I want to take a break from talking about books and writing today to discuss another passion of mine: video games. Specifically, I want to talk about Rocket League, from Psyonix LLC. I really enjoy this game. I enjoy the way the game “feels” as I play it, I enjoy the stress of playing defense as the enemy team closes on my goal with the ball, I enjoy the exhilaration of victory as I knock the ball into the enemy team’s goal – every aspect of this game seems to be designed to appeal to the pleasure centers in my brain in a way that few other games have done in recent years.

The odd thing is that I even enjoy losing. I can play this game, lose to a highly skilled opponent, and still enjoy myself throughout the entire process. That’s a weird thing for a video game to achieve, isn’t it? Most games lead to frustration and a negative reaction when you lose. Losing is supposed to feel like a loss, like a failure of some kind. For whatever reason, that does not happen with me when I play this game. It’s a good thing, too, because I’m not very good at it. In the ranking system I don’t think I’ve ever gotten above silver, and that was at the top of my game. But I still play when I get the chance, chasing after that hit of dopamine that the game seems to never fail to provide. Maybe I enjoy losing because I’m not good at Rocket League. I’m not sure, but the end result is the same: loads of fun for me no matter what.
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