Reminds me of a game where I was getting shit on hard, my team was feeding. All manner of shit was going wrong. I was Kayle top against a Vlad. I had already resigned to lose the game. Then it happens. This Vlad starts giving me shit.....like a lot of shit. I asked him earnestly why he was so rude to me. His response was, and this was his EXACT words, "someone has to put trash in it's place."
I think I was in mid Bronze at the time, Bronze 3 or Bronze 2, something like that and I knew in my heart that I was quite a bit better than that elo on Kayle. I knew that this Vlad was no where near my skill level on my main champion, but he was winning lane, getting fed so somehow he thought he was better. I was like 0-4 or something. I was content to lose that game but I just couldn't get past his boasting. It was so insulting that this trash player who's never gotten past Bronze thinks he is God and has the audacity to talk shit to his superior.
So I went ahead and did it. I looked at the state of the game and identified what I needed to do in order to carry and proceeded to focus intensely on that. Having climbed out of mid Bronze more than once, I knew I could do it and I did. I stalled the game with my wave clear and slowly starting to build a lead, first by claiming as much CS as possible and then I got 3 picks, though not all at once. From there, I started smashing their team over and over again until we pushed down their mid lane, got the inhibitor and finally their nexus. Felt satisfying.
My only regret is that I didn't rub it in. Even after we took their mid inhib, I still wasn't 100% sure we would win so I didn't want to start gloating. Little did I know the game would end mere seconds later.
Probably my favorite game in my 2+ years playing. I will never forget that match. It was so satisfying to win, more so than any other victory I've ever gotten in this game.
