For those of you who didn't know but should've, there was a "five hundred dollar" type one tournament today at The Gathering, in Cape Cod, Massachusetts. There was a very impressive showing, not so much by number, more of quality. Well known faces were present such as; Eric (ELD), Rich (The Atog Lord), Aaron (Kerz), Greg (Plainswalker), Chris (top 8 at waterbury, my wife, and cape cod crew cronies: p), Mike (Firefall26), Kowal (honorary mention for playing the shittiest.deck.creatable: p) and I would say myself if I didn't scrub out and lose to a guy who knew less English than my dog. Well, 30 people were representing', and despite the false advertisement (on TMD it said 25 dollar entry fee, but in reality it was only 20). Well, to start from the end, the top eight was something like this:
Rich (the atog lord) (Control Slaver)
vs.
Matrix (TPS)
Chris Hufnagel ("Drain" Slaver)
Vs.
Pat Broderick (Control slaver for this one)
Eric (ELD)
vs.
The German guy who can speak less English than my dog/ cat. (GAT)
Aaron (Kerz) (4cC)
vs.
Mike (Firefall26)(4cC)
The Final Four:
Kerz, ELD, Pat and Rich, who split for one hundred dollars (and 12.50 :p) each.
Big Events in the tournament:
Ninja Atog Lord inconspicuously is absent when I challenge him to a game of mental magic. Wait till next time
.
Speaking of ninjas, a crack head lady comes in saying she walked from yarmouth to here as her car broke down (a good 15 miles from here), she asks for water and a call. Now, Rich, being the nice guy he is, lends her his cell phone. But me, Kerz, Pat, Matrix, Mike and Mike Small realize he is all over macking this girl, talking to her, etc. etc. etc. So now the truth comes out, all the cards are on the table. I go out and trade and look back and suddenly realize they're both, once again, inconspicuously missing. Damnit Ninja Atog Lord! Well... This is (in chronological order) how the series of events happened:
1) The Crack-hore returns momentarily to the card shop.
2) The Crack-hore leaves.
3) The Atog Lord Returns
4) He comes in, yawning and smiling and cranking his arms like he just won the Nobel Prize.
5) I collect money from my five-dollar bet.
end.of.story
In the end, Mike Barslow (running the tournament) did a FANTASTIC job, mad props yo'. It went smooth, no Misdirected Time Walks all tournament. Besides that, there was terrible traffic on the trip up, so Kerz for some reason apparently brought a wooden baseball bat, lit it on fire (in the middle of bumber-to-bumber traffic) and started hitting helpless inanimate objects. He did the same thing in the tournament to the noobs at our card shop (AKA free money/ byes) :lol: .
I scrubbed out, losing to Madness, GAT and Slaver all in one night. It was a very good tournament, one round two, no match slip mean deck tech, no one lost to suicide black (may have been different if JP was here :shock: ).
All right, I typed this in 8 minutes. Sketchy. Goodnight all (you need sleep).
By the way: FRee PizzaZor! OMFG 111!!!!!1!1!1!!!leleventy-four!11 - Kerz
-Mat Chamberlain, The Hamburlger
