So today was a good day for League. Particularly when it comes to two specific matches throughout the last eight or so hours.
First one, I end up going mid as Kennen. There was a dispute over who was going to go ADC, and we ended up with a Kog going top and Quinn going bot. I went in lane with Teemo. It took about ten minutes for me to crush the little runt for the first time, and then a second one came right after. Just after finishing off mid tower, I get a call from work. One of the new blokes apparently never showed for his shift, and they needed me to come in as soon as I could. Naturally, I never mentioned I was in the middle of a match, but I did say I'd be over in about half an hour. We were about fifteen-ish minutes in, I just go "Let's finish this fast broskis",
And suddenly I'm amazing.
No kidding around here, I end up diving right into three teamfights just thinking "The faster I jump in, the faster this game goes, whether I die or not. LESDOTHEES"
All three come out with triple kills. I took notice for a second, but then I got back to pushing everything that looked like a lane, and eventually my team won the game. Get to the score screen, just go "kbye", and jump on my bike to work.
But then I come back from work (the guy got fired, beeteedubs, because he didn't even call in ahead of time), start up a queue, and get to go ADC. Opponent picks Ashe, with a Karma support to my surprise, so I go Ezreal. Yeah, throw the hate to me if you so please, but it's only natural to hard-counter Ashe when I have the opportunity.
And do I ever hard-counter Ashe! Nami takes about three or four of my kills during the lane phase, but when all's said and done, I'm nicely fed at the end of it all. A few teamfights pass, and the enemies are at mid's inhibitor tower. Jarvan's up in the bushes near blue, and I'm just thinking, "C'mon, Jarv, ult them hardcore!"
He ults.
I ult.
The rest of the team ults somewhere inbetween or after the fact.
I start spamming Q, W, and E for maximum damage.
I see Ez's not-manly face light up the top of the screen three-- No wait four times!
Is this a pentakill in the making, I say to myself.
I Q at Karma.
She dies.
PENTAKILL
I was no longer wearing pants.
It was glorious, I tell you. Just look at the scoreboard for proof! I just wish I could get a replay of the real deal, really, simply because the first pentakill is the most special~