Ladies and gents, old-time conc-jumpers and modern rocket vikings, we are officially in The Future! Behold a terrifying vista of rocket packs and teleportation, robot uprisings and massive thermonuclear attacks perpetuated by disgruntled Mayan calendars! Disgruntled Mayan calendars with beards!
Yet we persevere. Why? Because you are the readers of the best damn video game blog ever written about anything, ever, for all time. And because I am powered by insanity, and that means I'm liable to say anything on a whim. Is there a cup on my head? There might be. I've seen cats on eXtine's head, so anything goes in this scene. But, dear readers, no matter what kind of Mayan super-robot teleporting calendar Hell Bear madness goes on, one thing is for certain: this is Screaming Eagles and this is where the scoop gets served.
So, welcome back! CommFT is officially back in the office, and that means I'm at my desk with a gallon of coffee in a plastic jug, several empty jarate jars, and a burning (sometimes inflamed) need to talk about important stuff.
Today's topic? Serious business, folks: e-sports.
Full madness after the jump!