Seconds remain, and it’s still anyone’s game. The time is now or never. I unleash my giant mallet and hang on for dear life. Smash, smash, smash, smash. I barrel ahead, hoping to cover as much ground as possible and potentially take out an opponent or two in the process.

There’s the whistle and the round is over. Let’s see how we did. On first glance, it’s too close to call. The ink is tallied up and — what’s this? Triumph! Our squad dons our win poses and I look to the teammate next to me. We bump fists at a job well done as we bask in our victory.