For me and a lot of stressed, breakdowned people tonight. You got this. --- Tilt is the worst feeling you can have when trying to focus. It’s a mix of rage and distress; a mix of sad tears and boiling blood.... [Making] such a rookie obvious mistake caused by tunnel vision in my first round in such an important tournament is worse than just losing. It frightens your sensibilities as a Magic player and scares you into feeling like you’re not good enough to be playing this game competitively. I feared I was going to have to play my next round like this and punt that one away too. I hadn’t tilted like this in at least four years. That’s when I heard it. They weren’t even words. It was a sound. One of the most pure sounds you can hear. One resolute and free from the scars the world gives you as you immerse yourself deeper in years. If tilt could ever have an opposite, this sound was it. Two young girls giggling and running across the floor laughing at each other and tumbling around without worry. I didn’t even know where these girls came from in the convention center, but I smiled and opened my eyes. Their laughter was like a dosage of penicillin in the mid 1900’s. It reminded me that life is fun, and I was here to play a game. That we make our own decisions. That life has too many sad moments, and this was not a moment I could afford to be sad. And, most importantly, that if I cared about something, then I should channel my emotion into attaining it. I looked down at the shirt I was wearing. Appropriately enough, it read Make your own luck. I took a vow. I was going to slow down my play and think for at least two seconds before every action I made to make sure I wasn’t making a mistake. I couldn’t change the past - but I could alter my future. gavinverhey.tumblr/post/101664491466/today-i-built-a-mediocre-deck-from-a-decent-pool
Posted on: Wed, 03 Dec 2014 15:28:09 +0000
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