The Quest To Be The Best (That No One Ever Was): The Bridge From Childhood to the Indigo Plateau and Beyond

At some point in our lives we all fall victim to the latest crazes and fads. Don’t ask me how and don’t ask me why; like the color of the leaves changing in the fall, fads are just something that happens. Reminders of those periods in our lives are hiding all around us: that collection of Beanie Babies you swore was going to be worth something someday, those photographs you have laying around in the cracks of crevices of your computer of you wearing the trendiest fashions of yesteryear. I’m talking 5xl white tees, Adidas shelltoes, door-knocker earrings, Bathing Ape hoodies, and Hammer pants. Damn, why you ain’t delete that shit? Just about everything, no matter how small and seemingly insignificant, triggers a memory of moments in when life was a bit simpler. This is a story about one of the greatest Pokémon Masters to ever pick up a Pokédex.

While cleaning my room I found my old Gameboy Pocket, lodged into the back of other relics from my past. It was my original copy of Pokémon Blue. Let me tell you, the Generation 1 series (red/blue/yellow) are without a doubt my favorite games of all time. One day I would grow old, get married, and on that altar I would have to look across into my beloved’s eyes hiding the fact that I know good and well that I wouldn’t be able to love her as much as I love the Gen 1 series. [quote_left]”I was in lunch and recess handing out fades during gulps of Go-Gurt on the regular.”[/quote_left]As street prophet Nayvadius Wilburn once loosely put it…