Why PGL Works
A few nights ago, my wife walked out of the den at 11:36 p.m. and asked me to stop meowing at the television set. Obviously, had it not been so late, I would have kindly asked her to get off my back and make me a sandwich, but she’s studying for the Bar Exam and I thought I should cut her some slack. After all, I
was meowing at the television set, rather loudly, but in my mind, it was a perfectly legitimate act.
Moments before, I along with seven other members of PGL, had been in the pre game lobby of
Halo 3, matched up in Social Big Team Battle against another team of eight players. As soon as the lobby was matched up and everyone could hear each other, XxBigD1ckM1k3xX, on the opposing team, broke the silence:
Keezy, I’m going to ass rape you.
One never knows how to react to that. I mean, there’s nothing funnier than rape, obviously, but it’s one of those things that had it been said in person, I imagine that it would happen on a late night subway train where you’re trapped and the only other person in the car besides the 400 pound dude saying it to you is a homeless man with less teeth than clothes.
It didn’t happen there though, and XxBigD1ckM1k3xX sounded like he was 14 years old and likely had one of those really fine mustaches that he’s been trying to let grow in since he was 11, combing it every so often in hopes that it would magically get darker.
No one on our team responded at all, until Epyon started meowing. It was faint at first, but as everyone on our team joined in, the cacophony of adult men meowing effectively drowned out the opposing team’s comments of rape and us being fags. Also, at the time, there was something ridiculously comical about it. While we could have all just easily muted them, had we started winning the match, we wouldn’t have the opportunity to meow at them in the game. That’s a golden “in your face” chance you seldom want to pass up.
It’s reasons like this that make PGL one of the main reasons I’m still gaming. Everyone here shares a like-minded vision:
to have fun while gaming. Without this place, we’d be much smaller numbers against perpetual common-senseless clowns online, and quite frankly, I probably would have thrown the towel in years earlier.
Everyone here works hard to make this a sanctuary for gamers that share in a common vision. We’re here to have fun, and to avoid the persistent malarkey of online windbags, and if not for all of you, I’d probably be reading more. And that just scares me.
Nicely done. I too, missed the meows... but I live vicariously through you all... 
