You haven’t really played CS2 until you’ve queued with AndrewS — the man, the myth, the walking headshot machine with ice in his veins and a Frosty in his hand. While the rest of us are sweating bullets trying to defuse the bomb, AndrewS is over here sipping a Wendy’s Frosty like it's a casual stroll through Dust2. Clutching 1v4s while brain-freezing himself mid-round? Iconic. His aim is so cold, you'd think his mouse was dipped in liquid nitrogen. Opponents call him the Blizzard because when he shows up, visibility drops and bodies hit the floor. One second you hear, "Last guy's long," next thing you know — tap tap, round's over, and AndrewS is already spoon-deep into that Frosty like nothing happened. GG EZ. Truly a national treasure with the flicks of a sniper and the snack choices of a legend. If CS2 had a Frosty MVP title, he’d win it every game.

this guy sucks

The guy in the comment below me gets no ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.

you are not good at F1 2019