In the Time of Chimpanzees, I played like a Monkey: Losing at English Nationals
It was the aftermath of PT: London. I’d placed an uninspiring 3-3 record, mirroring my performance in my previous two tours. I stood, pint in hand, as my Magic-naive brother barraged Teddy Cardgame with questions. "Ted," he asked, slurring slightly, "Is Craig any good at Magic?"
Ted paused, a little too long. "He could be," came the reply.
