A bit of history in between

I started playing Magic: The Gathering back in the sixth grade together with a couple of friends. It was actually pretty cool, because it spread like a wildfire: About eight weeks into the semester possibly half of all the guys in my year was playing magic during breaks.

 

And then it died. Come December people deserted magic in favour for this other new, cool card game called Pokémon. This was the fall when they released Marcadians Masques – so I was part of the Stop-Playing-Magic-At-The-Time-Of-Marcadian-Masques movement. Bet you didn’t know that about me!

 

On went the years and older grew I. In my first year at secondary school Wizards changed design on their cards with the release of Mirrodin. I was thrilled – it sounded awesome with a plane completely made of metal! I convinced/tricked/coerced a classmate of mine into buying a deck of cards so that we could play together. We had a lot of fun and it all worked fine until… until… until the day when it just wasn’t so fun anymore. We tried to revitalize it by doing the test “Which kind of Magic player are you? Timmy, Johnny or Spike?” I was a Johnny and he was a Spike. That was, sort of, the nail in the coffin for us.

 

Next year saw the release of Kamigawa. I was a lot into collecting cards at this time, and I also spent a lot of time on the Swedish mtg-forum svenskamagic.com. I didn’t play much, however. I listened to a lot of Rock music, though.

 

The year after that saw the release of Ravnica. This was the year I started going to pre-releases, and right from the start my sealed deck finishes were quite okey; I 4-2’d most of them (but as any of you know that result doesn’t reward you with a top8 spot, even though it’s good). Ravnica block was followed by Coldsnap and Grand Prix Malmö which I attended (I 5-3’d, I think). I then moved to Västerås at the release of Time Spiral (and even won the local Time Spiral pre-release, my only win so far!). This was when it started, for real.

 

One could say that Ravnica block was my ascendance and transcendence as a Magic-player. I went from being a complete newbie into being someone that had opinions on pretty much any card in any deck. I wasn’t that good, mind you, but at least people respected me and my opinions.

 

Coldsnap and Time Spiral was the height of my career. I played a lot and I discussed lot with friends both in Västerås and online. It all culminated with Grand Prix Stockholm in which I finished 6-3. 8-2 would have me qualified for day two, and I was so incredibly disappointed in myself.

 

(Sidenote: My biggest claim to fame during this era was probably not my 6-3 finish in GP Stockholm, but rather my total misevaluation of Tarmogoyf at the release of Future Sight: I claimed that it was totally unplayable, especially in limited. Worst rare in the set. Second worst rare was Bridge from Below. Boy, was I wrong…)

 

I practically stopped playing Msgic shortly after that, and stayed low for quite some time. I tried some Lorwyn, I tried some Shadowmoor. I gave Shards of Alara one chance (a pre-release) but I didn’t like it at all… I never gave Zendikar a chance, neither Rise of the Eldrazt.

 

When Wizards announced that they were returning to Mirrodin, however, I was thrilled. I mean: I really like the block last time, didn’t I? (note: no, I didn’t, but during Scars spoilers I actually believed that I liked Mirrodin and loved everything about it) The day before the Scars of Mirrodin pre-release I was sitting at home, practically ripping my hair while looking at the spoiler – did I look forward to playing with these cards, or were they just a big bunch of boring cards and mechanics?

 

I decided to not play. I then skipped the Mirrodin Besieged pre-release too, feeling no attachment to the plane, whatsoever. But then it came: New Phyrexia with phyrexian mana symbol. I felt that I could give it a try – the mechanic was quite interesting, after all. Said and done: I played the pre-release and went 4-2 (ever heard that one before?). I was content and Magic was a fun game again (even though Scars of Mirrodin block wasn’t).

 

M2012 was nothing for me – core sets rarely has. But then rumours of Innistrad started floating around the net. The setting was perfect: dark and horror-tuned with vampires, werewolves and zombies. I just played so perfectly in with the fact that I picked up Vampire: The Eternal Struggle just the year before.

 

So now here I am, sitting on a plane [red. anm: 24 hour delay writing --> publishing] bound for Milan where there this weekend is going to be held a Grand Prix in Innistrad sealed. I’m incredibly psyched. I’ve been saying for the last two months that this fall is going to be the fall where I take my gaming to the next level – not in a manner of high end finishes (even though those would be nice and welcome in their own way), but rather as a good way of seeing and experiencing the world.

 

First real step was last week when I went to Örebro, and now this. Please stay tuned if you’re curious for what’s up next.


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