Damn, all this talk about MtG really makes me wish I hadn't quit all those years ago, or that I had at least saved my winning deck
In fact, y'all got me so nostalgic that I'm gonna bore you by telling you how all my tournaments I played went:
I only ever participated in 4 MtG tournaments, and only two of them would qualify as real tournament as the other two were just a bunch of friends pinching in some price money and playing for the fun of it.
The first tournament I played was like that, it was really small, only 6 players, and the first prize was something like 10$ (hey, we weren't even in High School yet, that kind of money was not to be sneezed at back then

) The only thing I remember from this tournament was that I won it, can't even remember what deck I played at the time.
The second tournament I entered was a little more serious - we were about 20 people that had booked a local pizza place for a few hours and decided to battle it out against each other in a type 1 tournament. This was still early on in my MtG perod so I didn't really have any good type 1 cards, but I decided to join in just for the fun of it. My deck was actually type 2, as I didn't use a single type 1 card. I just used a cheap all-black bad moon deck with lots of critters I'd pump up using my moons. There were some really skilled type 1 players in that tournament with some really expensive decks (quite a few moxes and even a black lotus, among others). I won that torunament, to everyones (including mine) surprise. Of course there was huge amounts of dumb luck involved, for example, I later found out that if I had met the guy with 4 moats in his deck, I would have lost without being able to do anything about it since none of my cards would have been able to remove his moat. After that win, I suddenly became semi-famous in our local MtG scene. I was the kid who'd one a type one tournament with type two cards, and beat a lot of the "heavy" players on my way to the win (I was only 13-14 years old back then, and many of my opponents were in their 20s or even older).
The next tournament was a serious type two torunament, organized by proffessionals, and there were about 50 players or something in it. By now I had gotten rather good at the game, and was playing with a kick-ass blue/white slow deck, full of counterspells and Sword to Ploughsares to get rid of everyghing my opponent threw at me, and crush him with my Serra Angels and Mamahoto Djins (I'm not even going to pretend I remember how to spell that). This was back when 50% of all players used Necropotence decks for tournaments, and my deck was the perfect Necro killer. I got all the way to the semi-finals with surprising ease, thinking I had a real chance at winning this thing. But it stopped there, as I met my first Armaggedon opponent in the semis. Of course I knew all about Armageddon decks, but the fact was that no one in my hometown had ever used one (I lived in a small town outside the bigger city where the tourny was held), so I had never actually gotten to practice against it. I could probably have won against my opponent, but I didn't and so that was the end of that tournament for me. However, my best friend at the time won it, and that kinda bothered me since I always used to beat him with my blue/white deck, and so I figured that if I had only made it to the finals, I would probably have won.
My last tournament was also my best one. It was held during a large annual role playing convention here in the city. There were a lot of really serious players in on the MtG tournament, I especially remember that there were 3 old guys (well they were only in their thirties, but that was very old in that place at that time) from Stockholm who were conscidered real pro's, one of them even wore a suit

. I was only fifteen back then, so I was still one of the younger players in the tournament.
Anyway, my deck that I used there was this excellent red/green deck with lot's of red damage spells and green creatures. There was nothing remarkable about the cards themselves, heck, I even used some cards that no one would conscider for torunaments (like Fire Elemental). What I did with the deck was to attack early and often with my green critters, bolt or incinerate everything my opponent threw at me, and finish him off with my heavy creatures (Ernham Djinn, Earthworm, and Fire Elemental) . What was really amazing was that it never failed me in providing a steady stream of creatures that grew stronger and stronger. I had gone through that deck so many times and knew every single card in it, and when I could excpect it.
Anyway, back to the tournament itself. I played myself to the playoffs with ease, and met two out of the three so-called pro's from Stockholm, one in the semis and one in the finals. I beat them both and won the whole thing, which felt amazing at the time (back then I
lived for MtG with the passion that only a 15-year old by can summon). As mentioned earlier the first prize was a Mox Jet that I sold shortly after I'd won it as I didn't have anything resembling a type 1 deck and would not have gotten any use from it.
I quit playing shortly after the tournament, not because I was bored with the game, but because I was gonna start High School, and was afraid that I might be conscidered a nerd if I played MtG. Really stupid, I know, but that was how my mind worked at the time, so my "partner" bougth me out, and I quit, just like that.
Whew, that must have been my longest post ever here at CFC, hope I didn't bore you to death. It's just that I got so nostalgic and hade to share my tale
