Topic: A magical relapse story.
So a couple of months ago my nephew came to me and said hes been playing MTG at school during lunch. The kid he was playing was being rude and belligerent. Saying things like my nephew will never be good at the game because he doesint own cards. I had quit playing shortly after mirage block, sold all my cards, and forgot about the game. My nephew had no idea that his father and I used to play. At least until he told me about about his struggle. The kid was shocked! "what you used to play?!¿¡" I was then barraged by a thousand questions.
Personally I hated players that gloated in such a sour manner. I know I sold my cards and I didint really want to spend a lot of money so my nephew could beat this kid like a school yard tattle tail. Then my brother mentioned he had his cards in the attic. CHA CHING!!! That weekend I spent hours trying to put together a workable deck.
Sunday night I spent the kid packing, armed with a mono green deck I was hoping he could pull off a win. The strategy was simple any creature that can add mana play early then throw down a large creature asap. i just wasint sure if it was going to be good enough to shut up the kid who told my nephew that he will never be a good player. Tuesday night I got a message from my nephew. "I won on turn 5!"
Apparently the deck worked. As a result my nephew and I got the magic bug. Hes been continuing "training" playing with mono colored decks so he gets a feel for each colors flavor. For him I can only hope he can become a compassionate player, with some decent playing skill.
Not sure where I was going with this, but what I can say. Magic is about making friends, critical thinking, and sharing ideas. Magic is not about inflating your ego. Maybe your reading this and you have a tendency to lean towards the arrogant side. If so just remember. One day a seemingly novice player will come from out of nowhere and surpass you.