In fact I've got a small bonus in the end, something like an added month of salary. I'm allergic to aspirin, and of course for months I've survived on all sort of deliverable junk foods: sandwiches, pizzas, bad sushis and the like.
As a team I think we did quite OK. Imagine the tension when you're live in front of 2 billion viewers, and you know the friggin' software just barely works for one hour at a time before crashing, and that one of you must sit next to the director at the main mixer panel while the others are monitoring the screen for the fateful OpenGL glitch, ready to switch machines any second by hand. Then you realise that someone forgot to install the latest software update that we just compiled in the afternoon therefore the running software doesn't manage sudden-death playoffs. And the score is 1-1 at the 90th minute. Talk about pressure :)
As a team I think we did quite OK. Imagine the tension when you're live in front of 2 billion viewers, and you know the friggin' software just barely works for one hour at a time before crashing, and that one of you must sit next to the director at the main mixer panel while the others are monitoring the screen for the fateful OpenGL glitch, ready to switch machines any second by hand. Then you realise that someone forgot to install the latest software update that we just compiled in the afternoon therefore the running software doesn't manage sudden-death playoffs. And the score is 1-1 at the 90th minute. Talk about pressure :)