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Chiu on This
A short and regular opinion blast from Stephen Chiu

When you mess up your sleep schedule for 1-2 weeks at a time to watch esports tournaments, there is a strange sort of fuzz that surrounds your thoughts and senses. As if you can feel the static on the air, feel it over your ears. There is a level of separation that isn’t there between you and the present. But once you see an amazing game, that fuzz pops. It is as if you are going from SD to HD and all of a sudden all your senses come back online, ignited by the incredible plays you see on stream.

Just one of those esports experiences (and I imagine competitive spectator experiences) you get sometimes.


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