For the last 15 years of my life, Super Smash Bros. has been apart of it. Beginning with the 1999 release of that first Smash game for the Nintendo 64, altered the course of many of my nights through my post-high school days. Many bleary-eyed late nights were spent battling it out with three friends or siblings. I will freely admit that there were wagers made on brawls we played, most often with the losers buying the winners 44oz sodas at the local gas station convenience store.
I imagine I'm not the only one who has memories of long, dark hours in the unfinished basement at a friend's house, burning my eyes out in front of a television, hoping to ground pound my opponents into submission.