If you have never played the video game Fifa, you have to understand it on multiple levels. First, it is a soccer game that is played on Xbox or PlayStation. It is a very easy game to get the hang of, but very hard to master. The game is mostly luck, with a certain amount of skill involved. It is basically the only video game that I play, and I can modestly say that I am somewhat good at the game. Not an expert, but preety good.
Fifa. Father. How does this interact? Well a couple weeks ago, I was in my basement playing Fifa. Nothing too out of the ordinary. He wanted to do some father son bonding, so naturally he asked if he could play me. I was a little hesitant at first, because if you know anything about fifa, it is a very hard game to just pick up. But I couldn't say no, so I said, "of course."
It was a nightmare. And you wouldn't think so. Naturally, I beat him. Than he wanted to play again, and again. I tried to let him win. I really did. I ended up beating him right before the game would end, just so I would end the pain. But I felt horrible. I had no idea why. I felt the worst I have felt in months. Just because I beat him in some useless video game.
A couple days later, I figured it out. My dad has excelled his entire life. State wrestler. West Point grad. Probably killed someone in war. But when I beat him in fifa, he was completly and utterly useless. And I felt horrible because it was the first time that I think I have seen him fail to me. I'm sure he has failed at other things around me, but this was different because I had a direct effect on it.