(Good matches resume Monday. This weekend's dedicated to the folks who are better than me.)
I finally met a man who knew the truth. No Maxi player can ever be good. Not only that, but he turned on his mic mid match and helpfully suggested I learn more than one combo or else I'd never beat the good players. (The round I take the time to thank him by kowtowing as best I can at the end.)
Thankfully he suffered no harmful existential feedback following my heartfelt thank you. He's still awesome.