"“At night, I dream about Dota,” he said. “Sometimes I dream I’m a Dota hero.”
Oh, Peter...
"Using a microphone connected to his computer, Mr. Dager spoke to teammates in a quiet, steady voice, using an argot that would be incomprehensible to nongamers. Evil Geniuses won its first two scrimmages of the day. During a third match, though, one of his teammates seemed to lose focus and the other team began building up a large lead. Mr. Dager lost patience.
“I can’t play Dota this way,” he said to the player. “What you’re doing makes no sense. Just follow your teammates.”
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