About a year ago - after taking a long break from my MTGO success - I played in my first tpdc tourny in a very long time. My friend who hadn't seen me for very long was very happy to see me back and cheered me on throughout that tournament, and expected me to do well. He was right - with a bit of luck, I went on to win that tournament. My friend affectionately commemorated the event as "Zoltan - Return of the Ownage"
However, as time passes - I became preoccupied with other things then, and had another long hiatus from the game. Today I played, again, my first tpdc tourny in a long time with my beloved WW deck, and I repeat my achievement - a sort of hattrick. While I feel energized from my win and crowning as champion, it is with a heavy heart for me to notice that my friend isn't here again to cheer me on. I am sure that the demands of fatherhood and general responsibilities of adult life have diminished his time for hobbies. So even though I won the tournament, something still feels very missing, and my heart is a bit empty at the victory.
Solset - my brother, my dear friend - I miss you very much, and hope you are doing well wherever you may be and in whatever path in life you may take - and I dedicate this win to you. I wish you were here to see it.
Zoltan is back - and he's looking for some victims!
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1st by Zoltan in Pauper Classic Tuesdays 6.30
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