I have been lucky enough to attend some pretty awesome tournaments in the last two months, and this was easily up there. The venue was easy to find, this is especially useful to me when I am travelling by train carrying my full setup lol. The atmosphere was great from the moment I entered, as soon as I had setup I was chatting to loads of new faces. The bar was excellent, the prices were very good and the staff were very friendly. There was a local shop 2 mins away for me to buy fags and even a maccy d’s just round the corner (I am collecting the monopoly tings). The tournaments were ran very slick and on time with every pool match pretty much being ran one after the other, I had entered every tournament on the day but I did not once feel rushed to play my matches. I loved having top 4 on the main projector, this made for some hype matches although having the lights off was starting to give me and bunsav headaches lol. Big thanks to all the PG’s staff for an awesome event

“Well where do I start lol. The venue was nice, the people we’re nice, the games were….you get where this is going lol. Set ups - there was about 3 or 4 KOF set ups and load of SSF4 and SFxTK and 2 3S which I think was a good esp for 3S you normally see 1 lol. ruling and times - Everything ran on time on the projector it showed you groups, the staff also told you where your matches were, what set up etc. Also on the projector which I thought was a really nice touch was the rules on running late to a set or your group (really liked that) Venue - again local, not too hot and that everything you needed was walking distance eg: foodz. I also liked that certain group matches were ran on the capture set up and then the final 4 for each tournament was done on this as well rather than the final 8 just my opinion. My last thing to say is that everyone who attended was so friendly! I swear I spoke to like nearly everyone lol. people came and interacted with each other and shared knowledge, tbh I feel we don’t enough of that in UK certain area’s do like Manchester that community is sick! again another place where you were made to feel at home. I would say anyone who can make the next one do so proper well worth it! Taaha, bro shame you couldn’t make man dunno if I’d of won if you did, but I would tried damn hard too XD.
Again huge thanks to all staff of Proving Grounds hope that all you’re future events are as sick as the first.”

This is 100% accurate

The whole match is summed up with this

Bison ranking up in the arcade

makes about as much sense as this

BRZ LI Joe has started a trend

“Coin Op Eulogy” -  RedRapper

 Its difficult for me describe, the glory, of the world Arcadia
To put it’s majesty, or it’s beauty into words, is an endeavor wrought with adversity, obstruction in the age where men see skies without bounds or borders

If you knew them, these halls would be tragedies,
loneliness, bleeding through their screens

I miss the people that came here, I miss the moments the stayed printed on air and white
the relics and walls that screamed and surrounded us— that they call “old”.

But it’s not, I remember I ran with quarters in my hands, barely enough to keep an hour,
And I’d stay and I’d watch

I went outside, I breathed a little but I’d always come back with five dollars and and token up on the machine,

The people ahead of me were legends they were titans I couldn’t touch them. and theyd looked at me with this look like who the fuck are you?
And when I answered, it didn’t make sense. It never made sense. And I went home, and I wasn’t, a kid anymore. I it… It happened, and I looked out
and I saw these lights, and I saw this eagerness, this hunger, to be more than just a name on a stepping stone— all of a sudden, these people
were the people I loved, and the people I hated, and the home to me that was everything. Nothing else. We all came here, We all stayed here.
We all lived, and died by the fact that we stayed up on the machine. Nobody can understand it- it’s so hard to walk in and think about what was—
and what isn’t— and that’s the tragedy. Is you can’t see it. It’s impossible. Because it’s a relic, and empathy is a figment— but try if you can..
think. where were you, when everything became real— where you grew up. When did you grow up. WHEN WAS THE MOMENT FOR YOU, WHEN REALITY MADE SENSE.
AND TO EVERYBODY IT’S GONE, IT’S CHILDISH— IT WAS NEVER EVEN HERE. AND THEY’RE WRONG

Until, you look closer. And in the night, when the lights go down around the world our lights come up, and the People around us scream, and cry a fervor unbeknownst to any
collisseaum or stage. And you can feel it. Because I put my life into one quarter and three rounds. I marvel at marvels and fight fire with soul. I put everything in the 99 seconds
when a clock says fight and I say where. We don’t go to each others houses, that doesn’t make sense.I come here everyday,
because this is the home, that I remember. This is where life is born, and beauty is understood. And we have been here all along. and every time they say we aren’t loud enough,
we scream a decibal higher. And finally they glance, and hypnotized the stand in the middle of their distinction. ANd it makes sense, Because we are not rome. We did not fall.
Because every hall the bleeds of lonliness feels a spire nobody can ignite a hundred matches. And you ask me what’s important to me. it’s this. It’s Arcadia. Because we didn’t leave.
We grew dark pulled ourselves from shadows. We came from the darkness and defined our renaiissance under a perseverence of insanity. And if you listen, you can hear us burn
the north star, and them look to us as if they knew. If they KNEW who we were. And what we say—

Is that we’re still here.

SONG: The Mighty Rio Grande — This Might Destroy You.