Who would have thought that a video game, especially one with retro characters, could bring about universal peace? OK. Way overstated, but for one night, it brought arch rivals Duxbury and Marshfield together.
I came home from a business trip to a houseful of 16 and 17 year olds. Caz had organized a Smash Bros Tournament. It was a $5 buy in. Winner takes all. Top Gun rules. There are no points for second place.
The first thing I noticed as the line of cars parked on our street. That is unusual for anyone in our neighborhood. And for a teenager, that is usually a sure sign that nothing good is going on. I saw a chalk path, colored into the street. It proceeded up my driveway, around the back, over the deck and through the bulkhead. There was even a Do Not Enter sign written in the walkway to the front door.
Since I had been away, I wanted to say hi to my boys. I went down stairs and saw a bunch of faces which I didn't recognize. There was even a girl. One. Among all those boys. The heat, humidity, and body temperature created a disastrous effect. The stink permeating the room was an evil entity. That poor girl. I didn't know how she could stand it. But teenagers from Duxbury and Marshfield were cheering and laughing. They were extremely polite. Quite a few thanked us for letting them come over. Deluxebury and Marsh Vegas were united in a Smash Bros frenzy. So it's not world peace. But it's a start....
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