Comments on 'How Do You Think He Does It?'He used his middle fingers. The very tips of those unmanicured digits caressing the parallel buttons almost sweetly. That dumb look on his face, I'll never forget it. I'd stand there for hours, marveling as the points wracked up. A million was practically nothing--he'd accomplish it with only one, perfect metallic sphere.
With every tilt, with every buzz, his frame would jerk and sway. An interpretive dance. In these ways he was a musician, sending his machine into all manner of bleeps and taps while controlling the crescendo of crowd excitement. The gathered audience of around forty or fifty would actually applaud at times. I remember distinctly a girl, all of fifteen years, staring at him as a lone tear ran down her face.
Curiosity got the best of me once, and I asked him what he did when he wasn't playing. He even answered, though I couldn't hear him over the noise of the place. I'll never know, I guess. But sometimes I imagine him as a dancer, or an actor. Someone of professional beauty.2008-05-14T21:19:00Zhttp://ficlets.com/feed/story/30267Comment on How Do You Think He Does It?<p>Great descriptive narrative. Brought me back to my own arcade days!</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/30267?basename=623262008-05-14T21:19:00ZBMGelinashttp://ficlets.com/authors/bmgelinasComment on How Do You Think He Does It?<p>Shades of Pinball Wizard, as Mycroft alluded to. I thought it was a nice nod to how we admire different people in our youth, sometimes for the right reasons, and sometimes for silly ones.</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/30267?basename=618022008-05-12T18:39:17ZTHX 0477http://ficlets.com/authors/thx_0477Comment on How Do You Think He Does It?<p>This is really good, almost lyrical in the middle there. People who are that good at things can be a little strange, and you’ve captured that nicely.<br />(Always gets a replay, never seen him fall…)</p>http://ficlets.com/stories/30267?basename=617922008-05-12T16:31:09ZMycrofthttp://ficlets.com/authors/zsige