I have not seen any post regarding this so here is summary of it :
- Nicol Ann David, Malaysia's beloved Squash Queen, is shortlisted for World Games' Greatest Athlete in an online poll
- She is currently leading with 112,094 votes and the runner up is at 67,837 votes
- The votes will continue until 20th January 2020 to move on to the next stage
Do your part and show the power of Malaysian in online voting !
Link to vote:https://www.theworldgames.org/awards/The-World-Games-Greatest-Athlete-of-All-Time-81
Link to article:
Our supreme leader is the supreme sportsman. What the world will become. If we were wrong about him, maybe they really land a man on the sun?
"Dammit why is he so fast" I curse to myself gritting my teeth. I quickly dive to the left trying to maneuver out of his line of fire. Before I can he is already on the other side of me. I feel a blast go into my side. "Fuck!" I yell watching my health bar drop to half.
I roll onto my back firing a shot. My projectials lump into the wall missing it's target, my oppent already quickly moved out of way of the shot.
"You're too slow gutter rat" says the sniding voice of my opponent who is already out of sight.
At the turn of the millennia a trend started that continued until it reached exponetial growth; people started watching less athletic sports and instead starting playing and watching more videogames. E-sports emerged, starting as a fringe fandom until moving to the mainstream. As the fans grew so did the money. Big investors began to sponsor teams, universities, cities, and countries all began to recruit for the best. Once this happened markets open to give players an edge - augmentations. Cybernetic nerves, genetically enhanced reflexes, cerebral implants. As the technology advanced so too did the games, virtual reality became almost indistinguishable from reality - you competed in the game.
I slam my the button turing my jet-pack on, propelling me into the air. I rapidly point my gun down blasting at my oppoent as he dives for cover.
"I'm no fucking gutter rat!" I scream at him in rage.
What started as a career that was accessible to anyone, as long as they were determined and had enough skills, turned into something you had to be groomed for. You parents had to of bred you with the right genetics and have enough wealth for the proper augmentation, the right connections for the proper recruiters.
I stop firing. I lost sight of him. With my vizor I scan around the ruined city battelfield below me. No sign of him.
Suddenly I hear a loud bang - sniper shot! I erratically try to tilt in the air knowing that the bullet was aimed for my head, I'm too slow to completely dodge but I can at least dodge it enough so I can keep going after the shot.
The bullet misses my head and instead blast through my jet pack. This isn't good I think to myself. The jet stops working, I start falling towards the ground.
This is the placement tournament for my state, Ohio. I must be the best. My equipment is not the best, my genes were given to me from through random chance. I have to be smarter, better - They are watching! Every kid in my hometown who were born witho
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