Today I learned that there’s a yearly Pokemon world championship tournament that I didn’t know existed. I guess I should have figured, as big as the game is, but to see it in action is pretty funny.
This is a news report covering the event (slow day I guess), and it’s like nails on a chalk board each and every time the reporter says “Pokemon.” It is not Poke-E-Mon, it is Poke-A-Mon. That’s always been a pet peeve of mine. Almost as much as when people list “Momento” as their favorite movie on Facebook. It can’t be your favorite if you don’t even know what it’s called.
Funny story, when I was twelve and still actually playing Pokemon, I went to a huge event at the mall, which was more or less heaven for a kid my age. There was trading card swapping going on everywhere, and a Game Boy tournament of the original Red/Blue that I was going to try my hand at. I demolished two kids my age using only the three starters, Venusaur, Charizard and Blastoise, and killed kids’ stupid cheap Mewtwo’s like it was nothing.
Then they had me play the “pro” from Nintendo. An 18 year old kid who was probably one of these world champion types. He demolished me, and my chance to win the grand prize of a Pokemon hat, but said I did the best of anyone who didn’t use Mewtwo.
And that my friends, was one of the proudest moments of my life.