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An Ode to GAME

An Ode to GAME
We are gathered here today to mourn the death of our beloved friend. A giver. A taker. A flawed friend. But a friend all the same.
GAME was a good man. He was there for us all when we suddenly had the urge to own something. His collection of titles was endless, and we all took something from him at least once. I remember the days when he was the one place you could get games from. Before cruel fate intervened.
He supplied the community with everything. On the occasions of a sale, we would flock to him, grabbing the latest bargains. Even in the last few days before his passing, millions went to him to pay their respects, and honour him one last time by picking up some games. I think I can speak for all of us when I say that GAME will be universally missed.
I occasionally popped round a few times, especially recently. See if he had any deals, any preorder bonuses. But no. They’d been missing recently. GAME just couldn’t keep up. Because of…the murders.
Now then. We should not hate the murderers. We should be accepting. We should hate the acts though. The shameless undercutting by senseless supermarket staff. The deals offered by Amazon that no one could match. That’s what pushed him to the limit. It was slow, and it was painful. But it had to happen. Although we all visited him as much as we could, it didn’t give him the energy. The will to live. It just left him. It’s not our fault. It’s not his fault. It’s not even Amazon’s fault. It’s no one’s fault. It was destined to happen.
Unfortunately, he was turned to a disreputable way of life. The business of trade-ins. Some may frown on him for this. But it was necessary. In dire circumstances, a living has to be earned, honestly or not. Judging someone is never the answer. Judging a friend is worse still. He did what he could to survive, and we can’t blame him for that.
Even this, though, wasn’t enough. He was in pain. The last few days were tough, seeing him reduced to selling his stock, and then selling his own body. But now, at last, the pain has gone. It’s finally over. And he’s in a better place now. The place where Woolworths is. With Ottakars. A better place.
GAME was a good man. The world will be worse off without him. Although the supermarkets think they can replace him, they can’t. No one can match that dedication and knowledge of games that he had. And that’s sad. RIP GAME. You will be missed.
  • Farva

    An excellently written piece. I will light a candle in memorial.