DannyO are you trying to be as funny as me? I noticed that when you mana screwed me two games in a row at that PTQ and I threw the table with Halo sitting on it, you ran out of the room. Does that mean that you are entertained or not? Let’s call a cat a cat. My temper is frightening not entertaining and I like it that way.
Peace,
Hashim B
Furniture throwing champion of the World
Ben accidentally deleted this fine article the first time so now he has to live with the shame of this teaser in his archives.
I beat Ted so badly that he’s gone underground to lick his wounds. My opponent today is Josh Rider, who I hear is the mayor of Alaska. Fancy politicians do not scare me, because they are all susceptible to one driving force: Blackmail.
The tournament began, and the format was Type One, single elimination. The turnout? Over six hundred people. This was before the Pro Tour, before Grand Prix, and was an event relegated mainly to the Magic players of the Northeast. I want you to consider how insane this turnout was by modern standards. There was virtually no internet advertising for this tournament. If you were from out of the tri-state area, the only way to find out about the New York Magic tournament was through word of mouth.
In 1994, while I was a student in New Orleans at Tulane, there was a man by the name of Tony Parodi who frequently stopped in at Jim Hanley’s Universe. Tony hated the feel of newsprint, and was not there for comic books. However, he had gotten into this great new collectible card game, and wanted Jim Hanley’s to start carrying the game, so he could pick them up during his lunch break. After weeks of pestering, the store employees finally agreed to order a single box of product. The product had already gone up above retail price on the wholesale level, so they priced the packs at $10 each. The box of Legends was put out at the register that morning at 10am. By noon, the entire box had been sold.
“I can’t believe I lost again.”
“Shucks, I just lost.”
“I thought I was going to win. I can’t believe I just lost.”
“Where are my pants?”
My thrill, when it came to pro competition, was the accomplishment and not the reward. When I won money at Pro Tour: Mainz, I was thrilled that I had finally finished in the money, more so than with the money I had won. Sure, the money was good, but the part I felt best about was having done so well. This attitude is what separates the true professional Magic players from the weekend warrior Pro Tour players. Gung-ho, must-win Pro players have their eyes on the prize.
Here’s the updated Oracle text for Hammer of Bogardan as of August 1st, 2004:
Hammer of Bogardan deals 3 damage to target creature of player wayyyyyy slower than Barbed Lightning and a turn later than Volcanic Hammer.
RRR2: Skip the rest of your turn. Use this ability only during your upkeep.
The only constants, from October of 1995 until the summer of 2002, were the specter of my parent’s divorce, and the game of Magic. The divorce would take me on a soul searching journey up and down the Eastern seaboard, across the seas, and into my heart and mind.
Chris: “Pay two life, discard that. I’ll gain two life with my Fountains.”
Anthony: “Whoa, whoa, whoa Huang! Give me a second to think here.”
Chris: “There’s nothing to think about. You can’t have the card.”
Anthony: “Let me think about it.”
Chris: (Getting more annoyed). “I deny!”
Anthony: “What?”
Chris: (Grabs the card out of Anthony’s hand, and throws it in Anthony’s graveyard) “I deny!”
Kirk (sarcastically):”Well now, isn’t it convenient that you drew four Swords to Plowshares by turn 4?”
Me (surveying the game):”Just about as convenient as you drawing four Hypnotic Specters by turn 4, wouldn’t you say?”
Kirk (averting my gaze):”Um oh, um, well, I guess we’re both lucky.”
Me (driving the point home):”Yeah, right Kirk. (Derisive) Lucky.”
Anthony:”You’re not playing that Millstone deck, are you?
Me:”Mayyybe. Mayyybe not.”
Anthony:”I’m not playing.”
Me:”I’m not playing it, this is a new deck.”
Anthony:”Okay, fine, I’ll play.”
Me:”Turn one, Mountain, Orcish Spy.”
Anthony:”What the hell? You said you weren’t playing that deck!”
Me:”I changed a card since yesterday.”
Anthony:”Okay Bob, I’m going to Disenchant your Icy Manipulator.”
Bob:”Oh No You Don’t! (Bob liked to shout a lot) In response to that, I tap your Plains!”
Me:”Bob, you can’t Icy a land to stop him from casting a spell.”
Bob: (taking offense)”Who the hell says I can’t?”
Jeff:”Bob, we’ve been over this a million times. Removing the source of an effect doesn’t remove the effect itself.”
Bob:”I’m not removing anything, I’m just tapping it.”
It’s weird looking at just how quickly sets were released back in the day. Back in 1994, there were seven sets released in twelve months! Imagine if sets were released faster than every other month in the modern era – people would have quit the game in droves due to their inability to keep up with the cards!
And so we are blessed with Viashino Cutthroat versus Viashino Sandstalker. Ted will try to tell you that the Sandstalker is better. He’ll tell you that the Standstalker has seen play in bad Red decks from 1997, and that a couple of people did badly with Sandstalker at States this year. I’ll tell you this: 100% of the decks that have lost in the past three years of Type Two have lacked one crucial ingredient. This ingredient is Viashino Cutthroat. Plenty of decks with the Sandstalker have taken game loss after game loss, but not a single Cutthroat can be attributed to a losing deck in Standard for a long, long time!
