But it wasn't a glitch. It was the algorithm. The system. The same invisible force that had taken his dad’s job and raised the rent. It was the world sacking him before he could even get the pass off.
The game loaded. The pixelated crowd roared a tinny, 8-bit roar. Leo clicked the mouse. The quarterback, a faceless avatar named "QB #12," took the snap.
Then, the screen froze.