The rumors of arcade gaming's demise in America have been greatly exaggerated.
If you know where to look, you can still find those brilliant electronic cathedrals where the acolytes of the hardcore gather to worship at regular intervals. There's something in the blood of these players, who could be at home on the couch with controller in hand, but instead choose to make their weekly or even daily pilgrimage to bring fresh round metallic offerings to their cabinet idols. They crave the competition, they thrive on the challenge, and they enjoy the camaraderie they have with their rivals. Because of their devotion, lush oases of true arcade games can still flourish as beacons of hope in an arid desert filled with nothing but ticket games and children's arcades.