Hard agree. I think there’s a tendency among folks to let fears of doom eat their minds in ways that make them give up without even trying. Some people give up outright. Others think they’re trying to avert doom, but they’ve actually given up and are just trying because they’re anxious and don’t know what else to do, but they don’t expect their attempt to work so they only make a show of it, not doing things they could do that stand a real chance of reducing the probability of doom.
I like your analogy to video games. I play DoTA (and have for a long time; I think I started around 2008), and there’s this thing where sometimes the match seems lost. Other team is in your base, they have mega creeps, and they’ve out-farmed you hard so that you’re level behinds. In 99 out of 100 games this means it’s over, but sometimes a team doesn’t give up because they know there’s a non-zero chance of winning. And then, it happens. You get lucky, or the other team gets sloppy, or whatever it is, and you get a team wipe. They don’t have buy back. And they’re dead for 2 minutes. You push mid lane, throne, and win the game. Victory snatched from the jaws of defeat. So even in the worst match, I never call “gg” (except as a taunt/joke) because I know that even though it seems hopeless, sometimes perseverance prevails.
When I think about death with dignity, I think about the times I’ve won matches despite having all the odds stacked against my team. Don’t give into the fear and despair, because your odds of winning go way down then. Fight back with all you got!
Hard agree. I think there’s a tendency among folks to let fears of doom eat their minds in ways that make them give up without even trying. Some people give up outright. Others think they’re trying to avert doom, but they’ve actually given up and are just trying because they’re anxious and don’t know what else to do, but they don’t expect their attempt to work so they only make a show of it, not doing things they could do that stand a real chance of reducing the probability of doom.
I like your analogy to video games. I play DoTA (and have for a long time; I think I started around 2008), and there’s this thing where sometimes the match seems lost. Other team is in your base, they have mega creeps, and they’ve out-farmed you hard so that you’re level behinds. In 99 out of 100 games this means it’s over, but sometimes a team doesn’t give up because they know there’s a non-zero chance of winning. And then, it happens. You get lucky, or the other team gets sloppy, or whatever it is, and you get a team wipe. They don’t have buy back. And they’re dead for 2 minutes. You push mid lane, throne, and win the game. Victory snatched from the jaws of defeat. So even in the worst match, I never call “gg” (except as a taunt/joke) because I know that even though it seems hopeless, sometimes perseverance prevails.
When I think about death with dignity, I think about the times I’ve won matches despite having all the odds stacked against my team. Don’t give into the fear and despair, because your odds of winning go way down then. Fight back with all you got!