Monday, November 5, 2007

Disneyland, 11.03.07

I spent my Sunday at Disneyland with my favorite people in the world, and on the way out from Space Mountain we noticed this kid sweating his brains out on the Dance Dance Revolution machine.

First, why is it called "Dance Dance?" Why two? Does the second justify the overall silliness of the game?

Second, why do some insist on spending their days at Disneyland in the arcade?

Like I said earlier, this kid was profusely sweating. It almost looked like he just got done with a marathon.


Ready...
(Note his right arm bracing the safety bar. He is also in what DDR enthusiasts call, "The Power Stance.")



Set...
(Note that now both hands are braced; stabilizing his body and allowing maximum torque for his waist to move his legs across the directional pads. I'm told that the grip he's using here on the bars is called a "Continental.")



DANCE!
(Note the overall intensity shown not only in his stomp, but in his facial expressions also. DDR greats must master a fine balance between skill, physical power, extraordinary hand-feet coordination, and most importantly- fierceness. "DDR Champions are not born, but made.")


-jason

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