There are two things I like to have in a good tournament deck: 1) multiple paths to victory, b) flexibility, c) and being really fun to play. Okay, that’s three things. This is why I will almost never play combo decks in tournament. Combo is (almost) never fun to play. It’s more like a mathematical…
Before I get into the meat of my article, there’s one more thing I wanted to add to the whole”Bad Cards” debate that’s been sparked recently about broken rares and unplayable rares. The DCI needs to do the right thing and emergency ban . There’s no question that the card is inherently broken, and spawns…
Greetings, all, and prepare to not only be entertained by my witty humor, but educated by my masterful deckwork {insert sitcom laughter} {wiping away tear}. No, seriously. Today’s article comes straight from the brain of StarCityCCG.com’s President, ! I can see him blushing now. 🙂 He suggested that his loyal servants… er, informative writers write…
If it were possible, just if it were, and you could watch yourself playing tournament Magic from the third person– let’s say a dynamic ESPN-ish camera, panning and zooming around you– how would you describe yourself, as a player? Really, think about it. What do you look like, sitting across from your opponent? Are you…
I’m at the local Wal-Mart with my family, picking up a new vacuum cleaner and dog treats. (Do you need to know this in a Magic article? Probably not, but I’m trying to pull you into my world for narrative purposes. And maybe, just maybe, a dirty carpet and hungry dog are the kinds of…
"Questions – Always Questions" You know, people often say to me: "HEY! YOU! WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY GARDEN?" …or sometimes: "PUT THAT DOWN! DO YOU WANT ME TO CALL THE POLICE?" …and occasionally they might enquire: "WHAT DO YOU EXPECT – A TOFFEE MEDAL?" The question, however, that I am asked to most…
So, it’s Sunday afternoon. We’re getting ready to head back to Virginia. Unfortunately, our flight is at 10:30 pm, and it’s 4. We decide to hit a movie, then have dinner (not expecting much in the way of airplane food). After having been subjected to Beyond the Mat (not much of a wrestling fan, here….
A few weeks ago, I was quite happy to actually have a date lined up for Saturday evening. Without going into the sordid details, let me just say that I usually average around one date every six months or so and anything that gets me out of the house on a Saturday night is generally…
Just last play session, I hosted a night of Magic for our group focused on creature types. It’s a common variant to set up in groups – I’m sure most of you out there have tried it at one point or another. There are no hard and fast rules, but I would recommend the following…
I have to tell you, it’s been great getting the feedback that I’ve gotten in response to my last post. Sometimes when you’re writing, you get disillusioned because you feel like you’re shouting into a great void, and no one listens. Reminds me of the line from the original Alien movie advertisements (gosh is that…
The Rath Cycle. What do those words instigate into your minds? What if I say "power rares in the Rath Cycle?" Immediately, I’m sure most you start thinking , , , , , … The list goes on and on. Now, what about when I say "power rares in Nemesis?" Umm… ? Erm… ? Ehh……
Wow. What a weekend. As you may or may not know, and I went to the Wizards of the Coast Tournament Organizers’ meeting, in Renton, Washington. While I’m not at liberty to discuss specifics from the conference, let me just say that it was a wonderfully run event – I’d like to thank Scott Larabee,…
That’s something I’ve heard a lot of over the last few weeks, and I expect to hear a lot more of it in the coming month. The same thing happened last year and the year before, but this year is different. Why? Two years ago I was playing a White Weenie/red Empyral Armor deck. I…
You think that the color limitations actually affected our strategy? Not in THOSE days, pal. Heck, when I started out you had a very simple way of getting around the color limitations: You made a rainbow-colored deck that was six feet high and required three stout lumberjacks to shuffle. Games back then sometimes lasted for…
Not so, I’m afraid. If this is still outside your experience, then I pray for Dame Fortune to continue smiling down on you. As for me, my life has been an unending parade of foiled endeavours. I take solace in the fact that I’m apparently picking up the slack for the remainder of the Human…
