The thing about the5th Electronic Sports World Cupis that the competetive gaming was actually the least interesting part of the entire event. I’ve been playing video games for the better part of my short life, and professional gaming bores my balls off. Completely off.Think Bobby Brown, but after he meets Freddie. Don’t get me wrong — I have no problems watching athletic feats of prowess, on TV or otherwise. I just can’t seem to get into watching people frag each other.

Thankfully for me, there were some other relatively interesting things popping up here and there to keep me busy. Hit the jump to find out what was cool, what wasn’t, and whyTurrican IIwas way more engrossing thatCounter-Strike.

John and Molly sitting on the park bench

First thing’s first: this was a competition with winners andprize money. Here are the results:

Notes to self: Never play against a Pole in an FPS; of course South Korea won theWarcrafttournament; like soccer,Counter-Strikeseems to be something that American women do better than American men.

Close up shot of Marissa Marcel starring in Ambrosio

As I mentioned earlier, the indie development section of the ESWC floor entertained me. Here was the only place that people seemed friendly and approachable. I realize that they’re probably grasping at straws to get as much positive press as possible, but I’m willing to admit that my attention can be bought. I’d much rather talk about some tiny company’s vaporware that have the Ubisoft goons scowl at me as I watch the same oldG.R.A.W 2footage, especially if you’re nice and have stickers.

Also extremely cool was the retro gaming section, provided by Intel andMO5.com, a videogame and technology museum and research institution. I’d rather playTurrican IIon an Amiga 600 than watch aCrysisvideo we’ve had since January. Or better yet, do my own fragging withDoomandHalf-Life, courtesy of Intel Pentiums I and III. Here’s a quick rundown of the retro goodness:

Kukrushka sitting in a meadow

While the indie and retro sections were great, the rest of the games at the event felt kind of tacked on. Here’s what I figure the conversation sounded like, but in French:

“Oh shit, we’re going to need something for people to actuallydohere!”

Lightkeeper pointing his firearm overlapped against the lighthouse background

“I know, why don’t we just set up a handful of booths with slightly-stale games from a few months ago in them? We could put them on the perimeter, completely out of the way. What about that one game? Y’know, with the tits?Dead or Aliveor something?

“Le perfect!”

Overseer looking over the balcony in opening cutscene of Funeralopolis

The problem is that ESWC, and I suspect professional gaming in general, is too insular. Here, we have an event featuring professional gaming, and the biggest displays (aside from the competition itself) are selling professional-gaming equipment. No, SteelSeries, I certainly will not spend$60 on a mousepad, and Logitech, I definitely don’t need your keyboard to tell me myCounter-Strikestats —I’m not a professional gamer! I realize that I’m not the target market, but neither were everyone else at the event. It’d be like going to a football game and, instead of foam fingers, the only thing in the gift shop are steroids and shoulder pads.

Moving on, here are some snippets and observations that I managed to make:

Edited image of Super Imposter looking through window in No I’m not a Human demo cutscene with thin man and FEMA inside the house

The free energy drinks taste like all other energy drinks: bad. They are, however, cold, an invaluable adjective in a gaming convention. Any time you get a bunch of people in one room with a bunch of massive gaming rigs, it gets hot. And sweaty. And gross.

France has chavs too.

I met one guy who was way too serious aboutRayman Raving Rabbids. Serious enough to be rude to me and the other people. Serious enough to blow the smoke off the tip of his Wiimote, Clint Eastwood-style. Serious enough to point it people and make PEW-PEW-PEW noises.

The booth babe (I use that term liberally. She was attractive, yet fully dressed.) is being payed to talk to you, but no amount of money will ever mask the deadness in her eyes, especially when you start waxing philosphic aboutRayman. Dearest Dtoiders, don’t be that guy.

Indie game collage of Blue Prince, KARMA, and The Midnight Walk

I realize that this post seems overly negative. Don’t get me wrong: the event was entertaining and interesting, but I just never really got into the whole pro gaming thing. Which is, y’know, why I was there. But, what do you guys think? Professional gaming: yay or nay?CrysisorTurrican? Paper or plastic?

In any case, hit the gallery for a few shots, and don’t forget to check outthe rest of the coverage.

Close up shot of Jackie in the Box

Silhouette of a man getting shot as Mick Carter stands behind cover

The ghost at the end of the hallway