Darkmoon Farie Milan (15-16 September) - Part Two The awareness of having almost nothing to do with a bit the other customers' lifts us up, maybe it's a look in the mirror and try to pull himself up by saying "well if you are so good is because not only have this life. .. but we have many other things! (...)".
I make a couple of jumps from parts of the LAN area set up on the opposite side of the hall, I hope that at least one of the 20 machines is running warcraft 3, just enough to say "here! Here I can compete at least a little ' "but to my great sadness is the only game running - obviously - WoW. Back
disconsolate in the Zone tournament while Ben Brode, a boy who competes with the Blizzard, anyone wants to challenge and offers two busterpack if it beats, screaming with baritone "LEEROOOYYYYYY JEEENKIIIIINSSS !!!!".
second round. The nervous kid who happens before I was sorry for having lost the first round. Perhaps he expected to "do well" as they say these parts with his gnome warlock. We start to play and how hectic and unnatural which shuffles the cards in his hand, it is clear that a) single b) does not have many interests. I expect that I reserve the same treatment as good Carl, also seasoned by a touch of congenital antipathy that his face inspired by nerd ... like a bible now impressed with fire in the head, Boris ringing in my ears in the words of mumbles:
"no ... you're not looking bad, you are watching with that facet of his cock .. that .. because you judge 'underneath it if he feels stocazzo "
the boy and I pull for long. It 'obvious that dominates his deck, thanks to King Magni big buddy, but incredibly I can defend myself, gain time with Lay on Hands, but unfortunately succumbs to the end. 50 minutes of the first match does not leave much hope. He obviously took advantage, sideboard various cards, second thoughts, melee as much but he's wrong? We have scant five minutes for the second game. Domino but not enough, and lose the second round for a miserable 1-0 I do not do justice. GiovaneK Falconieri and they too are coming from a defeat and all three disconsolate we do our usual walk around looking at the faces of samples and stendiste.
Third round. Figured with a guy who in spite of 2 King Magni and 2 or more 'Fury does not seem to have understood very well how the game works. Apparently he has not figured since its first My game is solved in a landslide victory, the first one! :) That alone a ticket for me, the feeling of being able to get my deck. The type does not take it too well and although I am friendly and polite as always, he remains a bit 'chilly. The hunter has his good cards, but he has no idea how to really make them work. The game begins with him two tries to do everything we can 'and even more'. I fish badly, and rest a little 'back. I get to slap it all go, that combo in the face and beat me and did not appear to be in my ability to riguardagnare a bit 'control of the board. But sooner or later have to finish them off 'allies sti ... And at one point by the end is always miserable she comes to my rescue, "Lay hands on" enrages the boy (of course, if you print these cards as ??!?!?!?") and gives me a chance to start all over again. Slowly, an ally after ally and with the help of three consacration regains control, and a final assault on my allies pumped Kal'ai Heroic Presence and ending the hopes of the opponent. FIRST WIN !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! It is again a glimmer of hope!
GiovaneK Falconieri and welcome me with a most delicious sandwich that is not there. Unfortunately for their third defeat.
Fourth Round. The boy from the annoying voice that sits at the table has a nice face. Just to to clarify things just opens his mouth he tells me that he just beat Ben "GHEENENNKIIIKNNZZ" and won the two booster packs. Here, I have already figured out how to finish the round 4. He is a hunter himself as the previous opponent, but I trust that I know use a little better. And so it is. From now understand that there is no race. He has total control of the board, it kills me every ally that deposit and does not give me any chance to set up the game. When later I'll see 'one of his three books on the exchange FULL orange or promo cards, I will make a right. The thing that I will do a little 'hate is that monotonous "attack the hero" who, as a chant, is so determined to repeat every time you throw an ally against my Nimaasus. When I do see, has the good taste to stop. 2 to 0 without appeal, off that gust of hope that had risen after precendete match. I'm going from my friends with their tails between their legs. The Falconer and GiovaneK have occurred against one another. The outcome was a 2-1 for K, a result more than fair given the family ties that will shake the demographic and location of the winner:)
fifth and final round. My opponent gym. He has biceps swollen (but not in the way I like it) and a chilling close-fitting T-shirt. It 'friendly but it is quiet enough to talk as we mazzioliamo. He is 60eismo and if I beat is among the top 64 for sure. I'm 70th, and I not at all sure to pass whatever the outcome of the match. But obviously does not pull the oars in the boat and Paladino Nimaasus prepares to clash with the Warrior Gorebelly.
The first game is a landslide victory for him. I also taught a new way to use mortal strike and I thank him without a lip service but I understand that he suspects. 1-0 and see the ugly. He sideboard a bit 'of cards, I do not care at this point and go on like this, faithful to the line. I do not know but that happens to match the two I find myself in the hands of the God Hand. A few stories and sent him home, thanks to an undisturbed Kal'ai that can 'go and see him for three rounds later. He tells me that the deck is playing with whom he has prepared only a week ago, and there even a friend who has prepared two days before! He did not say that my lho finished this morning and that F and K have finished last night. It looks ugly. Unprofessional. Especially since the third match I win the cover 1-1 after the umpteenth Lay on Hands - as always - irritated my opponent so well.
won 3 lost 2!
I could probably do it. More hopeful than ever I do a tour, I look at this time Falconieri resist until the end of time and to exchange a few GiovaneK accompany the paper.
games ended the day one is over. We await the results. GiovaneK falconer and have no hope, I will cultivate a little small. When you hang the paper with a standing I rush. I feel a bit 'like at school when hanging. I watch from a distance but then I feel that the blasphemy Falconieri and says "it's incredible, 65." I know that does not refer to himself, let alone to K. I look at myself. They are 65th. It spent the first 64.
