(In case you’re wondering: Yeah, at the moment I’m intending to write all my blog posts in English. Magic is an international game anyway, and I’ve noticed that I have some non-German speaking friends and Twitter followers who might be interested in what I have to say. Speaking of Twitter, you should definitely follow me there, and I’m totally not saying that because my ego badly depends on it.)
I guess some introductions are in order. At least that’s what they teach you in blogging school.
Some of you might be familiar with my work for this great Magic site called MagicUniverse, where I’ve been consistently producing German-language content for like seven years or so. (Jesus I’m old.) Some of you might know me from other web-related MtG stuff or even from real-life tournaments. But most of you probably don’t know me at all, and that’s fine, too.
A short TL;DR version of my Magic life for the last group: I started playing the game casually on an on-off-basis as a kid around 6th Edition and Urza’s Saga block, got hooked again when I moved to Munich to pursue my studies and have been more or less active in the tournament scene ever since. I love playing in tournaments and travelling for Magic, and since that can be a rather costly endeavor, I’ve soon picked up writing about Magic as kind of an additional income. With the death of MagicUniverse, that source of income has largely vanished, but luckily I am the first person ever for whom studying Political Science actually translated into getting a real job with an actual salary and all that. So basically I’m at that point in my Magic-playing life where I still love competing in tournaments, but am able to approach them in a much more relaxed manner. (See: Old, above.) You can read more about my Magic-related motivations in this piece I wrote last year.
That also gives me the luxury to write about Magic whenever and about whatever I want to instead of having to produce „contract work“ on a regular basis. That was a lot of fun, too, but it tended to correspond poorly with my schedule and my time-management skills. I’m very busy and very lazy at the same time, is what I’m saying. Blogging, on the other hand, largely frees me of those constraints, only leaving my inner voice as the sole source of constant nagging that I should really get down to business. (Case in point: I actually asked Ormus about starting this blog in early February.) But nevertheless, I really love writing about Magic and I’m a big fan of all the work that Ormus puts into this site, so you can probably expect some posts by this guy (me, in case you can’t see my two thumbs pointing at me) on a semi-regular basis. Tournaments are always a great reason to write something, so most of my posts will probably deal with tournaments I attended and all the hopefully entertaining stuff I did there. Speaking of which …
LURKING THROUGH LIVERPOOL (THIS TIME FOR REAL)
I’ve skipped a fair number of tournaments recently, due to a combination of girlfriend, job, and me really not wanting to blow my lifetime savings just to get to stupid Seville. GP Liverpool, on the other hand, I really wanted to attend, even though the format was Sealed and even though I had to sacrifice precious vacation days to get there. But I really had the itch to play Magic again, the composition of our crew was looking very promising, and I simply love the UK and try to utilize every opportunity to go there.
Couple things about the UK, in case you’ve never been there:
- The country is actually a death trap for non-Britons. I’m five for five now when it comes to nearly being run over by a car five minutes into my visit because I forgot about their stupid left-hand traffic. I could probably walk through Somalia with a Canon around my neck and a fannypack around my waist and still have higher chances of survival than in freaking Great Britain.
- Left-hand traffic is only the most egregious tool in their ploy to confuse foreigners for no reason. Neither the traffic light system nor their plug sockets nor most of their accents make any amount of sense to the rest of Europe. And don’t even get me started on their currency. Great Britain is a culture with an insanely rich history, and it seems like along the way they dropped the guy who usually says: „Hey, you know that thing we’ve been doing for hundreds of years? The one everyone knows is pretty stupid? Maybe we should change that.“
- On a more positive note, I really enjoy how the British attitude of „We don’t really care if something makes sense or not“ translates to their architecture. German cities often try very hard to preserve their historical city landscape and are insanely conservative when it comes to anything resembling Modern architecture. Munich, where I live, is a great example for this, as the city forbade by law to build anything higher than the Frauenkirche in the city centre (which is not that high). The British, on the other hand, could not care any less if their giant 21st century skyscraper fits into the Victorian-style buildings surrounding it or not. I just love how they’re like „architecture, schmarchitecture, we’ve got a giant penis to build, dammit.“
- English food is actually very underrated. I’m not talking about their breakfast or traditional cuisine, which is mostly as terrible as advertised. But as a once globe-dominating empire, Great Britain has been influenced by all kinds of foreign cultures for centuries, which led to the UK boasting a variety of ethnic-themed restaurants that is unparalleled by the rest of the world. The best pizza I ever had was actually prepared by an Italian restaurant in Edinburgh, and Indian budget cuisine probably doesn’t get any better than in London’s Drummond Street near UCL, a street that is literally all Indian restaurants. Put another way: Great Britain is an awesome destination for food lovers, as long as you avoid actual British food.
Man, I can tell this is already getting very long, and I haven’t even gotten to describing the actual trip yet. I guess I have to postpone that for another day, since it’s already getting kinda late. I’ll probably continue with part 2 tomorrow, including actual talk about Magic and various tales of debauchery, so watch this space. In the meantime, you can already take a crack at my Sealed pool from the GP, which I found to be very challenging:
I’m very interested in seeing what you would’ve done with it, because I had absolutely no clue during much of the deckbuilding period.
See ya tomorrow(-ish)!