Always thought it was a cool idea that you could bump into a pro in a deathmatch game, and it happened to me a few days ago. I immediately noticed that the Phoenix in the lobby was either insanely good or cheating. After the game I realise...

1. Nothing. I've learned pain. I've learned what misery and despair is. 2. I feel it in my flesh, in my bones, that I shall never leave this hell. 3. I shall never improve. No matter what i do my performance is lacking and my skill...