Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Take two

On Saturday I went to attend my first pre-release tournament with Jonathan, Matthew, Mr Hsi and Mr Low. And I had the most fun I've ever had playing Magic. It helped that I was lucky to pick up a decent pack to make a deck from. Yea sure I lost 1-3 but heck, I learnt a lot from the people who kicked my ass. One, stay calm. Two, capitalize on your opponents careless errors (yea I made a really stupid play and got my ass kicked because of that). Three, try and cheat your opponent when he doesn't pay attention. Ok maybe not the last one, but I found out after the tournament when discussing my final game with Mr Hsi and Mr Low that I got cheated out of a win because I didn't pay attention. Ah heck. If he wanted the win that bad he should have just told me. It was quite awesome playing Magic with very polite adults and teenagers, unlike the time when I used to play Pokemon cards back in primary school with little brats who like curse, swear and just piss me off. haha.

I spent this morning reading through Eugene's old blog. The entries from back in 2007. haha. The events he catalogued. Like the time when Varun got 1/25 for his economics test. The point of time where Zhong Ting liked to tap and run. :D The retarded lessons with Mr Varella in the 126 (issit? I can't remember) classroom. Haha. Once again, good times, gooooood times.

My sister just finished her first SYF and they got Gold. Listening to her talk about all her experiences during rehearsals for SYF made me wonder how similar it is to our lead up to our tournaments. Maybe it wasn't as physically tiring. But heck I think the mental strain was just the same if not more. The closer our tournament got, the more insane trainings got. We'd start at 4, 4.30 and end at almost 8. I still remember the shock that we all got when Kshitij (coach) nonchalantly went (right after warm-up) "Ok guys, today run 14 rounds." Why 14? "Nice number yaar." Haha. Priceless. We were so unlucky last year. That bitterness still stays with me till today and it'll be there forever. But I'll raise my head high and say that I am proud to have been part of the BEST squad TJC cricket ever had. Trainings were a blast, and it seemed like the more you push yourself to improve, everyone else also improved around you, and the cycle repeated itself. If only we had Kshitij for the whole tournament. Or Sagar. Or Saad like the boys have now. Anyone but Manbir. We'd have made it to the finals. Just that little bit more.


Cheers people.

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