The Day The Player 2’s Inherit The Earth

I’m the youngest of three. My sister is the oldest followed by my brother (both from mom’s first marriage). Whenever my siblings would come to visit, my sister, Kece, played cards with mom while my brother and I got on the video game console. If you’re the youngest in your family, you already know certain things; first, being, when it comes to video games you don’t go for the player one controller. No. That is a spot you earn through years of patience, experience or being born first. There is a hierarchy to this shit, man. While everyone sees Mario as the hero of the Super Mario Bros. series, all the younger siblings are more familiar with this guy. Luigi knows your struggle youngins As hard as it is being player 2 for the majority of my life, I now realize that my brother had a lot of patience with me because it has to suck when your player 2 is six years younger than you and, as such, doesn’t catch on as quickly. I remember one instance when we were playing Jurassic Park, a 2-d scroller, on SNES. We were on a mission to obtain something and my brother fell into this ditch where a raptor was waiting. He didn’t have any room to maneuver since I was still at the top of the ditch and not moving forward ’cause… I panicked, man; and it was pretty fucking funny to watch. (as his character is being attacked) Travis: OMAR, MOVE FORWARD! Me: (laughing) Travis: ARRGHHHHHHH!!! Me: Where you goin? Come on man… Walk it off… Walk it off, Trav. I eventually got better, of course, as …