“Who the fook is that guy?”
I don’t think the real Conor McGregor plays Overwatch, but this fake Conor McGregor that Reeve encountered is an extremely acceptable substitute.
His impression is spot-on as far as purposefully over-the-top parodies go, as is his penchant for melodramatic braggery (and calling everybody a pussy). The whole “I’m finding it hard to even engage with anybody in the game, because not one single individual in this company is on my level” bit made me spit out my water. Turns out, if you just quote McGregor verbatim while playing Overwatch, it kinda works!
We can even learn some things from McGregor’s words. “I’m in a state of zen right now,” he said. “My mind is calm, composed, and I’m ready to put on the performance of my life.” It’s a good mentality to apply when you’re feeling tilted.
And then of course, there’s the part at the end where he says, “I’m up here, driving around California in a car that spits fire, dressed like El Chapo, with anacondas on my feet.” I don’t think I even need to tell you how you can apply that to Overwatch. I mean, it’s pretty obvious.
