BoM7 Bazaar of Moxen: 8 to 12 May 2013, 300 Dual lands, 30 P9 5000 Boosters

The concept is fantastic, the actual execution of the tourney and the venue itself was fair. I've never been so cramped at a tournament in my life, with like 5 pairs to a table it gets a bit ridiculous.

I 1-2 dropped the legacy trial on Thursday running Junk/Rock with an anticombo slant. I didn't see a dark ritual, instead I saw Jund and 2 decks with fucking Deed which blew my army of 2-3 CC men to fucking dust whilst Liliana humped my leg.

I decided to play moat stompy in the legacy main. I lost twice to opponents who made awful awful mistakes. I mean. Awful. Round one versus junk ... I can't draw a second white source for the moat in my hand. I have a white pinned under chromemox and I have 2 Sol Lands. He has near lethal Kotr and Bob ... he reveals Gaddock Teeg ... which is GGs ... since I have an actual moat. Sitting there ... by my chrome mox. Instead he casts a sword he can't equip. I peel no plains/flagstone/chrome ... He couldn't remove moat as it turns out. Round 2 I turn one trinisphere and my opponent scoops - guess I found my storm opponent. Game 2 he ponders, passes and I play chalice 0, chalice 1 ... nice chain of vapor. Exalted into armageddon. Round 3 i play against pox, on the draw i keep 6. He ritual ritual hymn hymn ioks me. I begin my match with plains. He still forgets to Lil +1 and i kill his only attacker (factory) by flashing mindcensor. Other next level plays include active cursed scroll ... 1 card ... and he +1lotv's ... Nice bone flute for 1. Second game I mull to 5 to find white Leyline. I'm land tight and get wastelanded, eventually he lands Liliana and begins +1ing and attacking with factory and I haven't seen flagstones all day. Eventually he gets lil to 7 ... and he stares for a while and says 'ultimate, and removes the loyalty'. I say, 'ok all you'. He stares for a while and I say, 'you are the only target, are you targeting yourself?' he gets flustered as the surrounding players burst into laughter. He proceeds to agree, then just shovels his board up and hand it to me. I back off and say, 'you control the ability'. He takes his board back, fumbles a bit and makes 3 piles and looks at me again. I say, 'you control the ability! you choose!'. Then he makes 3 piles again and is breaking into sweats, finally he makes a pile of liliana, factory,swamp and another pile with swamp ... he ends up stone raining himself forgetting to attack and passing the turn. I of course draw nothing. He eventually wins. I drop, figuring if i can't beat this guy I have no fucking hope and decide to play vintage trial. I 4-2 the vintage trial with bant stony, but i feel like it's way too fair and i can't beat resolved jace in jace deck with bolts.

I then proceed to eat, drink about 8 beers, a shot and get rolling on the way to stage 2 dehydration, I manage to completely drain my body of all water having done nothing but drink shots of coffee all day. I pass out on the sidewalk in a stupor and wake up with a saline attached to my arm. "Dehydratione. No vasa. No water." is all i hear from the doctor. She hands me 2 pills for the massive scrape on my concussed skull and sends me off with pride burning in a heap.

Vintage Sunday I switched to shops, started 3-1 then lost to Gush where I guessed wrong on chalice game 1 on the play. I should have hit 1 instead of 0. I lose to gush again getting hurkyls twice under 4 spheres. I maybe should have settled for 2 spheres and hit chalice 2, my mistake in hindsight.

The town was basically closed except for a mexican place and a McDonalds for an event with 700 hungry men. Total fucking failure. Level of play was on par with your average star city. It was nice to actually play real vintage, especially with news of no vintage at gencon. Everyone I met, even the miserly russians who wanted too much for their awesome cards were pretty cool.

Rotate this thing through europe, Paris, Barcelona, Hamburg.

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Originally Posted by nedleeds

I decided to play moat stompy in the legacy main. I lost twice to opponents who made awful awful mistakes. I mean. Awful. Round one versus junk ... I can't draw a second white source for the moat in my hand. I have a white pinned under chromemox and I have 2 Sol Lands. He has near lethal Kotr and Bob ... he reveals Gaddock Teeg ... which is GGs ... since I have an actual moat. Sitting there ... by my chrome mox. Instead he casts a sword he can't equip. I peel no plains/flagstone/chrome ... He couldn't remove moat as it turns out. Round 2 I turn one trinisphere and my opponent scoops - guess I found my storm opponent. Game 2 he ponders, passes and I play chalice 0, chalice 1 ... nice chain of vapor. Exalted into armageddon. Round 3 i play against pox, on the draw i keep 6. He ritual ritual hymn hymn ioks me. I begin my match with plains. He still forgets to Lil +1 and i kill his only attacker (factory) by flashing mindcensor. Other next level plays include active cursed scroll ... 1 card ... and he +1lotv's ... Nice bone flute for 1. Second game I mull to 5 to find white Leyline. I'm land tight and get wastelanded, eventually he lands Liliana and begins +1ing and attacking with factory and I haven't seen flagstones all day. Eventually he gets lil to 7 ... and he stares for a while and says 'ultimate, and removes the loyalty'. I say, 'ok all you'. He stares for a while and I say, 'you are the only target, are you targeting yourself?' he gets flustered as the surrounding players burst into laughter. He proceeds to agree, then just shovels his board up and hand it to me. I back off and say, 'you control the ability'. He takes his board back, fumbles a bit and makes 3 piles and looks at me again. I say, 'you control the ability! you choose!'. Then he makes 3 piles again and is breaking into sweats, finally he makes a pile of liliana, factory,swamp and another pile with swamp ... he ends up stone raining himself forgetting to attack and passing the turn. I of course draw nothing. He eventually wins. I drop, figuring if i can't beat this guy I have no fucking hope and decide to play vintage trial.

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You are an asshole but absolutely hilarious! :laugh:

nedleeds,

I wish I can signature your whole report.

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Originally Posted by Koby

Fun experiment, but a large number of factors will prevent from going again. Its not worth the (conversion rate/inconvenient European working hours/stench de fromage/shady Euros/smelly Euros). I guess that last bit is true of all MTG tournaments too.
I met some great people however, and put faces to names I've interacted with; so at least that aspect was a positive experience.
One and done. I'll stick to cash prizes from SCG Opens.

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Sad to hear that I had a nice chat with you! You told me some epic plays and I told you how I got two times nut drawn with JUND against Folk! Hopefully I'm not one of the smelly Euros! Maybe I'll come over to the states to check the smellieness of MTG nerds in the US!
Greetings EviL

3rd BoM for me.

I did terrible in both of the main events, even though I had been on a good streak at my local tournaments, scoring 2 byes for both of the events in the process. Needless to say I had high hopes, which made my utter failure to perform a bitter pill to swallow.

Here's how my rounds went.

I dropped straight to 2-3 after my byes in the legacy event, piloting a stock Esperblade-list I've been crushing with locally ever since GP Ghent. I lost the 3rd round to ANT after 3 close games and a pretty ugly mulligan to 5 in the final game. Then I got paired against MUD. I crushed him game 1 because he drew very poorly, but he more than made up for it by utterly manhandling me in the next 2 games. In each one, I managed to keep him under control and develop my board during the first few turns, but when I ran out of Plows (or when he got to stick a Chalice at 1) and he jammed a Cavern-protected Welder + Forgemaster, things went to hell quickly. Recurring Sundering Titans in the second one and a sequence of Myr Battelsphere (+recur) > Ratchet bomb (to kill my spirits) > Kuldotha for Blightsteel > Tap my remaining SFM with Staff of Domination to push through the BSC uncontested, put me at 2-2. Then, I got taken out of my misery by UBr Vial Wizards in round 5. I'm pretty sure he nut-drew me game 1, where he landed (and protected) a turn 2 Confidant off a Cavern and countered basically every single spell I played that game. I made sure to play around Daze and Wasteland in the second one, only to meet 2 stifles (which I didn't see G1), preventing me from ever casting my white spells. 0-2 in the match, 2-3 in the tournament and out of contention for D2.

I continued playing and managed to win a stunning 2 matches during the day. The first was against a pretty nice Imperial Painter player. I happened to know what he was on, since I saw him doing some very nasty things to a merfolk-playing friend of mine earlier in the day. I got to keep a perfect 7 to destroy him G1 and started lamenting how I didn't want him to Blood Moon me in the second one. Sure enough, he mulls to five and opens with a turn 1 moon. The savvy MF that I am, though, kept basically a Plains + Stoneforge + whatever hand, and he couldn't answer the turn 3 Batterskull with his 2 remaining cards. Go me.
Me and my RUG-opponent unintentionally drew a very close and interesting match in the 7th round of the tournament, but I asked for the scoop, since I could use the PWP's (playing GP Prague and Antwerp later in the year), and my wonderful opponent gracefully obliged. I beat a Sneak Show player 2-0 in round 8, facing a resolved Griselbrand both games, and then got outplayed and destroyed in the final round by a Spanish Miracles-player. I, once again, asked and got the scoop though - so now I at least got some planeswalker-points as a reward for basically sucking at Magic for a whole day.

Saturday was mostly spent playing EDH with some of my teammates, cheering for others who were playing the 180-player Vintage trial (the one where they basically ripped of everyone, because the prizing was wretched when compared to the actual size of the tournament), and seeing the Omni-Tell deck topdecking the shit out of his Elves-opponent during the finals of the Legacy Main Event.

On Sunday, I once again started the tournament with 2 byes and got paired against Timo Schunemann on Dredge in the 3rd round. Which is unfortunate, since I consider Timo to be a good friend (he and his teammates stayed at my place during GP Ghent, which he won). Anyway, at least I know what I'm playing so I get to keep an excellent opener, leading on the play with Lotus > Deathrite Shaman > Dark Confidant + some land I can't remember. He still crushes me handily from his mulligan to 4, but I guess I can live with that since Deathrite does in fact have trouble racing 2 Bazaars. When I lose the second game after having the actual STONE-COLD NUTS (at least for my deck, since I decided to go the fish-route instead of something lame like Vault-Key or Tinker-Colossus and struggling against Workshops all day), I got sort of tilted though.
Here's what happened.

I open, on the play:
1) Black Lotus, crack for UUU.
2) Ancestral Recall
3) Ponder (to set Lightning Bolt - Snapcaster on top and find the City of Brass to fix my mana for the following turns)
4) Delver of Secrets
5) CoB
6) Grafdiggers Cage.

Still in hand at this point: Strip Mine, 2nd Grafdiggers Cage, Lightning Bolt, 2nd Lightning Bolt (rest doesn't matter, but no Flusterstorm, Misstep, FoW, Spell Pierce or any of the other 19 remaining manasources in my deck).

He opens on Bazaar and passes.
I reveal the 3rd Bolt for Delver, draw it, Strip his Bazaar (he activates in response) and start getting in there with the Brundlefly. Use CoB to drop the second Grafdiggers Cage and pass the turn.

Then, I manage to lose the game from there...

Him: dredge, Undiscovered Paradise, Nature’s Claim on Cage 1.
Me: Untap, draw a useless SCM, attack with Delver (him on 14), Bolt him (11).
Him: bounce Paradise, dredge, replay Paradise, go.
Me: Untap, draw Demonic Tutor (still only one land in play), Attack (8), pass. He casts Chain of Vapor on the second Cage EOT.
Him: bounce Paradise, dredge, replay Paradise, return a few bloodghasts, cast Therapy from hand. I cast the second Bolt in response (5). He names Bolt and I lose my 3rd copy. Flashback Therapy to get my Cage, get some zombies. Says he's gonna need to get lucky next turn.
Me: draw (no mana), attack (2), pass. Hand at this point is the DT and 2 Snapcasters. Had I drawn a manasource, I would be able to DT for Crypt, which would win the match since it would prevent him from getting any Narco's to block my Brundlefly. Other outs include the 4th Bolt, a Vapor Snag, my 3rd (from 4) Cage or the singleton Crypt itself.
Him: bounce Paradise, return a few Ichorids, dredge (on the one turn where it actually matters) a Narco into play, get zombies, attack, sac Ichorids for more zombies. Oh yeah, Timo also flashes me 2 Narcomoeba's which are stuck in his hand, just for good measure...
Me: miss again (no Snag, Bolt or manasource), attack fruitlessly into the Narco and die next turn.

I had a really hard time not to go on full on tilt mode right there. Timo and I discuss how insane this match was, I do the math in my head and try to shake it off as "shit that just happens sometimes".

I win the next match (after punting game 1) against Dredge (again) and, at 3-1, get paired against Marijn Lybaert, who's another good friend who tests with our playgroup whenever a large Legacy tournament comes up. Besides (obviously) wielding some excellent game in general, Marijn's on Workshops today. I lose the die roll but get to FoW his first play and land a Delver. That Delver gets in 6 times and is still a 1/1 Human by the time his Smokestack locks me out. He’s on 10 life by then. I also failed to draw a 3rd manasource (after opening on Mox + land) during these 7 turns. For the record, I’m playing 21 (+ 2 DRS) in what is basically a Canadian Threshold-shell with Confidants over Gushes.

In my 6th round, I faced a GW-hatebears-list. I lost game 1 to his Knights of the Reliquary, but got off to a good start in the second and beat him down to 3 life with a first turn Delver, revealing a Lightning Bolt on turn 2. Unfortunately, he had wastelanded my City of Brass, and I didn’t hit one of my remaining 9 red sources (or any colored manasource, for that matter) in the top 15-ish cards of my deck to finish him off with said Bolt. He ambush-vipered my Delver with a topdecked Aven Mindcensor (I hadn’t drawn any FoW’s either) on the last possible turn before he would have died, and proceeded to beat me to death with a single Leonin Relic-Warder, later followed by an Elvish Spirit Guide.

Eliminated from prizes at 3-3, I get out to grab some food at a local bakery which another player had told me about in the morning. Obviously, the bakery had closed in the meanwhile (this was +/- 14h30), so even some comfort-quiche was too much to ask, apparently.

On the way back to the tournament, I bumped into Kory and we vented a bit about our bad beats and talked some Griselbrand. I greatly enjoyed our talk, hope to see you streaming again in a few weeks.

Although I did manage to win my next match against Grixis control, I end the tournament at a disappointing 4-5 due to losses to Bomberman and another MUD-player. At least some of these games were actually fun and I got some interesting Magic out of it. Marijn fell out of contention for T8 in the second to last round, where he was beaten to death by a single Student of Warfare because he locked himself under a Chalice on 3 – his hand was double Dismember + Tangle Wire by the time the Student killed him. We did get to cheer for a friend of ours, Marcel Gelissen, who managed to end the swiss portion in first place, piloting Metalworker MUD. He loses the quarters to Bomberman, but we still go out to celebrate his top-8 performance and/or drown our failures with ungodly amounts of tequilashots.

So, in the end, I had a great weekend with friends, yet my actual Magic-experience failed to live up to the (high) expectations which I had for it. Hopefully, I’ll get to redeem myself at the next BoM-event in Paris.

Cheers,

Tom

Little video Clip for the LEGACY MAIN EVENT TOP 8 of BoM7

Enjoy ;)

http://www.bazaar-of-moxen.com/bom7/...main-event.jpg

My god nedleeds, you actually ended up passing out and getting treated by a doctor? That's just terrible. I agree with the fact that BoM should rotate throughout Europe.

Oh, next time make sure you find the local super market and stock up on fruit, drinks and a healthy lunch. If you are dependent on restaurants, even if you do find one, you'll end up eating fries and drinking beer, which is not really productive if you need to stay sharp at a tournament.

Wish things had gone better for you!

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My secret pro-tip is hitting some Orisel before and during the tournament:
http://www.nutriciamedischevoeding.n...oducten/orisel

Ensures you don't dehydrate. The moment you are thirsty, you are already dehydrated and dehydration causes you to lose around 30% of your brain capacity. In other words, you will make dumb mistakes if you're thirsty. Orisel + fruit (at least 1 banana) + pure chocolate + some walnuts or almonds and wholewheat food is what I hit when I go to tournaments or when I have to take an exam.

Well the beers didn't help an already dumb situation to put myself in ... i also don't think it affected my performance. I failed to play around recall enough vs. Gush storm. My loss to burning long was ... well pretty lucky for him. I mull to 5 to find mana an run out thorn, he runs out - orchard, lotus, oath. Failure.

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Oh, next time make sure you find the local super market and stock up on fruit, drinks and a healthy lunch. If you are dependent on restaurants, even if you do find one, you'll end up eating fries and drinking beer, which is not really productive if you need to stay sharp at a tournament.

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This is great advice given outside of context of the the town of Sevrier on holiday. Unfortunately, nothing was open during accessible hours. It would surely help if the hours posted on the windows were actually the times that the place of business remained open. Maybe it's just our American sensibilities, but this town was not very accommodating to its tourists.

Neither it was to German tourists. Getting fuel for our ride home on Sunday was quite the adventure. Those damn gas pumps didn't accept our credit cards and there were no clerks available... Finding an open super market on Saturday was fun as well.

The tournament itself was nice though.

Hello. My name is Lawrence, and this was my first Bazaar of Moxen. I've played a handful of legacy tournaments around Los Angeles, overall I'm pretty novice. I did top 8 a GP legacy side event once, but that's it in terms of winning anything.

I was traveling around Europe with my buddy Matt. We knew we'd be in France during BoM, so just in case we had the opportunity to play we brought some decks along. I piloted Merfolk because its easy to play. My other option was blue white miracles, but I would've gone to time too much because I play too slowly. Matt piloted Mono Brown.

I dropped my first three games to Miracles, Landstill, Miracles, going 1-2 each time, eliminating me from contention. Too many Termini and swords. I beat RUG, then lost all other games, ultimately going 1-7 with a bye (the worst record at the tournament?). Everyone was super cool and nice. I was afraid of the language barrier, but most people spoke English very well, and those that didn't spoke it well enough for me to understand their moves.

Shoutouts to Vivian (France?) with Miracles, Jose (Spain?) with Landstill, Yuon with Miracles, Emily with RUG, Fabio with Blue white creatures, Eneko (Spain) with Goblins, Kevin (France) with Faeries, and Larz (Germany) with RBG Cascade. Also, a cool dude named Bris let me hit a joint between rounds, thanks man.

At the tournament we met up with Koby (Koby), Sean (nedleeds) and Paul (?). Koby did well enough in day 1 to make it to Day 2. Afterwards we went to a Mexican restaurant to eat and celebrate. Koby started us off by buying a round of drinks. The host was a friendly man and left us a bottle of Mezcal on the table. Most of us had a handful of drinks, but Matt and Sean decided to take it to the next level. They drank about 10 drinks a piece. Sean had a unique strategy of ordering two Guinness at the same time, downing one instantly and sipping on the second while ordering the next Guinness. I've since decided to call this technique "Sean-ing it".

After some great food and drinks, and much obnoxious chatter with the hosts and the BoM judges (who were the only other customers at the end of the night) we set out to cap the night off by smoking some weed. We walked outside the restaurant and took a few hits each. The weed wasn't all that strong but it was effective. All this was right in the restaurant's parking lot, which was funny because the judges started coming outside and knew what we were up to. I was feeling pretty great, we were laughing and being stereotypically obnoxious Americans. The tournament had been a disappointing result but was fun nonetheless, and I really enjoyed our lively dinner with some new friends.

We started walking back to Koby, Sean and Paul's hotel which was just down the street. After a minute we noticed Sean falling behind, walking slowly, then just stopping. We went back to get him, started moving again. This happened again. Paul, who had been walking with Sean behind us, yelled for us to come back. Sean was saying some weird things, like "we are in an infinite loop... we're dead." His eyes were glazed over. Suddenly, without warning, he leaned backwards, then started falling head first towards the concrete. I jumped back and put my hand between his skull and the pavement, ripping some nice wounds on my knuckles. He was out. I had never seen anyone just go limp like that before, it was pretty scary.

We checked his pulse, made sure he was breathing. He started coming to, mumbling some more nonsense. Eventually we got him on his feet again, and started walking. Matt stayed back with him to make sure he was ok, engaging him in some banter to keep his mind straight. At some point, Matt said something along the lines of "... those fucking Nazi's". Sean's eyes opened wide, and turning towards Matt swung his arm with full force, hitting him in the face. Matt's nose instantly started bleeding. Koby and I went up to Sean to hold him back, who had that crazy-eye look to him. Matt also lost a contact lens.

After calming Sean down we started walking. Not thirty seconds later he fell down again. We then spent the next hour or so trying to pick him up (he's a heavy dude), keep him from rolling onto the street, checking his pulse and breathing, etc. Finally Paul went ahead to the hotel to get some help, perhaps a bed/stretcher, perhaps the concierge, perhaps call the ambulance. Koby, Matt and I waited by Sean for what seemed like forever. Eventually Koby went to look for Paul. A short time later they came back (Paul had apparently walked a mile past the hotel.) They had called the ambulance. A few minutes later an ambulance showed up. Apparently the blinking lights and foreign official-looking people were what Sean needed to perk up and start talking sensibly. He answered their questions well enough, and we all agreed that he should be driven back to the hotel (which was only like 500 meters away). The four of us walked back and waited for the ambulance. It came, but instead of dropping Sean off, they decided that they needed to take him to the hospital. We suspect they were concerned about a potential concussion (he had bloody scratches on his head).

So that's my crazy story about Bazaar of Moxen 2013. Matt's been rocking a black eye ever since.

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Neither it was to German tourists. Getting fuel for our ride home on Sunday was quite the adventure. Those damn gas pumps didn't accept our credit cards and there were no clerks available... Finding an open super market on Saturday was fun as well.

The tournament itself was nice though.

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You're totally right. The opening times of the stores weren't really convinient.

Even though there were many DQs this year, it was fun to play. I finished 6-3-0 both in Vintage and in Legacy which isn't a good score, but overall the whole trip was really fun. In the last round of the Legacy I played against Koby who had a really good matchup with his Tinfins-deck against my Dredge-deck, so it is just fair that he proceeded to Day 2 :).

Concerning the trials I played: I was totally destroyed in every trial I participated in. That's some kind of a curse I seem to have. I'm always bad in trials and in tournaments in which I own Byes. If I don't have any, everything is fine :D.

Overall it was an amazing experience and I met many nice people. Maybe, next year, I'll be coming to America to play a few bigger events. That seems fun :).

Please post pictures of these drunken shenanigans.

-Matt

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... Sean was saying some weird things, like "we are in an infinite loop... we're dead." His eyes were glazed over.

...At some point, Matt said something along the lines of "... those fucking Nazi's". Sean's eyes opened wide, and turning towards Matt swung his arm with full force, hitting him in the face. Matt's nose instantly started bleeding. Koby and I went up to Sean to hold him back, who had that crazy-eye look to him.

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I completely lost my composure reading this at work. Thank you for that!

Kudos for staff team that this year we could watch something on stream. I couldn't take time off work for this so I was very happy to be able to see some matches.

Maybe in Paris there will be 2 table coverage (or just + recording of the second table) so we can switch tables after fast match is over? That would be great because I don't need high quality filling time chat, I want to see as much as possible. Every year I'm more interested in BOM than European Legacy GP so please think about it.

Why there was a rule that stuff team can't post anywhere standings and results? I remember hearing this info at least once on air and I would like to know which factor can lead to this kind of prohibition from Wizards. I wanted to follow results of at least 20 players and just couldn't.

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So that's my crazy story about Bazaar of Moxen 2013. Matt's been rocking a black eye ever since.

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I should have kept the saline bag attached to my arm as a souveneir. Perhaps as a germ token ... I owe Matt several Japanese Welders / Ancient Tombs etc.. for mistaking him for a german aggressor (or Yawgmoth ... who the fuck knows at that point). Perhaps I flashed back to World War II and thought we were re taking the alps. After the dr. explained 'no water or dehydratione' I couldn't really get any more details out of her. I'm going to assume I was at least moderately concussed since the next 24 hours were essentially like have 6 sets of headphones on my head with 3 different sporting events, a metallica concert, a symphony played on cans and bottles, and a fucking emergency siren. I still won 3 of my first 4 with shops on Sunday.

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the next 24 hours were essentially like have 6 sets of headphones on my head with 3 different sporting events, a metallica concert, a symphony played on cans and bottles, and a fucking emergency siren.

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I chuckled :D

Now the picture on twitter makes sense. I thought Koby was just around a random passed out drunk *half true*. Sad that I couldn't make it, possibly in November. I'd have to lock my bank account and only take little cash, I'd blow it all on German foils >.>

I didn't see many German foils. There were 2-3 russians with insane Russian Foil binders, I sidegraded several Chinese JtMS into Jace, der Gedankenformers.

Was a good weekend for me, even if I didn't really play in anything! It was all about the molten cheese for me! It was cool meeting Nedleeds, Koby and cips at McDonald's outside of the hotel (seriously, all the way to France for US burgers? Typical American tourists! :)) and hearing Nedleeds bad beats story first hand! I will stick up some pics at some point!