Wednesday and Thursday nights were host to the Mad Catz V Cup, a Street Fighter V<\/em> tournament in San Francisco using a F.A.N.G-free build of the upcoming Capcom fighter. Premier Street Fighter<\/em><\/a> players were in attendance, including PR Balrog, Crackfiend, Tokido and everyone’s favorite Justin Wong, who wasn’t looking great against Ricki Ortiz’s Karin.<\/p> I was also there, full of chicken burrito and jasmine boba-milk tea, because, well, I don’t know, a friend suggested we go because there was no cover charge at the venue (it’s usually $5) for the tournament.<\/p> After passing the clutch of Rock Band<\/em>ers holed up towards the entrance belting out shitty Paramore songs, I made it into the open, warehouse-style bar and made my way towards the back half stuffed with folks watching the Mad Catz V Cup. It was something. PR Balrog was there, sans Balrog (he’s an impending DLC character), which reminded me of how much my friend kicked my ass with Dudley when we played a bunch of Street Fighter III: Third Strike<\/em> last week.<\/p> A player named Filipino Champ squared off against another called PH LPN, and I was confused.<\/p> It was then I turned my attention to the second wall-hugging projector where attendees could #engage with the event using the hashtag #madcatzsfv. Unfortunately, the fucking fascists that run “SF Game Night” Wednesday-Thursday nights still have me blocked from when I last attended about a year ago, so my tweets wouldn’t show up in the feed.<\/p> #madcatzsfv<\/a> when’s bushido blade? pic.twitter.com\/vs26pAswvT<\/a><\/p> — your welcome (@dtoidsteven) January 22, 2016<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>