Joshua X Presents: Flying with Clipped Wings
Heh; I’ve already said too much about this deck. Can you not realize it is garbage? Up until the moment I registered the deck, I had two Miraris in the main deck.
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Wacky Wednesdays #20: I’ll Have These Rules Shaken And Stirred!
You can win $5 in StarCity credit for sharing your craziest multiplayer stories… Or you can watch Gis, a big-time Judge and stuff, show off his stuff in complex timing interactions. Pick yer choice.
Going Off Like A Bomb In A Nipple Ring
The Ferrett finally weighs in on cheating, the DCI, and why he can’t find it in his heart to condemn Mouth. About as mad as the weasel gets.
Qualifying for Nationals: It’s Time for a Change
The way I figure it, my system of handing out slots for Regionals depending on the attendance, it would add only ten or twenty more people. Is that broken?
Yawgmoth’s Whimsy #32: Judgment Judgments
The Wishes bring back something casual Magic really needs: The home field advantage. Play at my house, play against my whole collection!
You CAN Play Type I #38: The Control Player’s Bible Part XIX – Head To Head With Stacker 2
Turn 1: Mountain, Mox Pearl, Mox Sapphire, Grim Monolith, Su-Chi. How does the Deck come back from a blazing start like that… Or can it?
Why Rizzo Was Useless Compared To Kai Or Finkel
How much has Magic grown because of a Wakefield article? Has anyone ever bought more cards because of one of his articles?
The Road To Ontario Regionals
The Oshawa YMCA has a very nice swimming pool. It has somewhat of a stigma attached to it as far as Magic is concerned, though – if you’re playing anywhere near it, it means you are, for lack of a better turn of phrase,”sucking huge”.
Rizzo Died For Your Sins
Rizzo’s left Magic – and he’s never been happier. Why? The Ferrett explains it all to you, UNCENSORED FOR THE FIRST TIME AT STARCITY, and issues the challenge to the next generation. But if you want a piece of Rizzo’s legacy, you’re gona have to work for it.
Rizzual Fridays #1: What John F. Rizzo Means To Me
Many readers write to me regularly to tell me that”other than Rizzo, you’re my favorite author, dood.” I’m on a silver medal dias, and if I take a quarter turn, I’ve got a startlingly correct view of Rizzo’s ass.
WHAT IT IS, RELOADED: A Tribute to John Friggin’ Rizzo
You take the blue pill and the story ends. You wake in your bed with your wife and eggs. Everyone loves you, you pound out 10,000 words a week, you’re a legend among geeks. You’ve got 3-5 tournament records for as long as tournaments exist.
How Rizzo Friggin’ Changed My Life
Rizzo should have been a flash in the pan – a freak of nature dismissed among the serious players out there who are”names.” But he has become – like it or not – the conscience and soul of Magic. How?
My Jamie Wakefield
Doubtless Wakefield’s writing warranted the fame he received, but I can’t testify to that. The man for whom I can testify is the man I consider to be Jamie Wakefield’s replacement: John Friggin’ Rizzo.
How Rizzo Made Me Write Again
In an article entitled”Note to self,” I find the following line: (Note to self: legally change name to”Blisterguy” to get Blisterguy to write again. And then tease his natty dreads into 80’s Mallchick Hair. Or maybe a mullet.)
Let’s Guess the Friggin’ Announcement!
The Ferrett has promised the revelation of a great secret on Friday regarding the mysterious fate of John Rizzo. My palms began to sweat; what could it be?