For various reasons, I’ve been reading my old LiveJournal from 2004 onwards. Just came upon this gem of a post that belongs here:

The tournament this weekend was amazingly fun. As Colin said “It’s over. When’s the next one?” ;). Room filled with 100 nerds all rolling dice, yelling, scream, carrying on, etc. Across the room you hear someone yelling “Yess!” or “No!” or “I can’t believe that!” or anything that expresses their emotions over this simple little game. At the end, your voice is nearly done, you are exhausted from having put all of your focus into this one thing for a weekend, and you leave feeling good. I didn’t win Best Sportsman, but seeing as there was a 4-way tie for first in that one and I was one of the 4, I didn’t feel so bad. They gave it to the guy with the most General (win-loss-draw) points. The idea being that if you were kicking ass and people still thought you were a good guy, then you must be a good guy ;). I thought they should have given it to the bottom guy because if you’re losing and can still laugh and carry on, then you must be a good guy. I was in the middle, so either interpretation wouldn’t have mattered to me ;).

I won 1 game, drew 1 and lost 3. My best record yet :). The game I won was against one of the regulars down at PR. Good guy, but kinda quiet and I haven’t played him much. He had a largely cavalry based High Elf army which just got roasted up against my goblin fanatics (they go right through armour) and rock lobbas (they _also_ go right through armour). My draw was against a good friend of mine whom I haven’t seen in a long while. We had a good game where at one point I thought I was winning, then next turn he was winning and then the next I was winning again. Crazy game and I’m glad it was a draw. He gets a little pouty when he loses ;). My first loss was my first game against a GW worker from Calgary who played a common and night goblin mix. He was an excellent guy, and I voted this as my favourite game/opponent of the tournament. Goblins vs goblins leads to wacky adventures ;). My second loss was against Peter whom I also played regularly at GW. He has a goob-tastic Clan Eshin army which I told him that I’d never play again. Unfortunately, the tournament organizers didn’t agree with my thoughts and so I had to play him. I didn’t really “play”, as his army just runs around killing stuph and there isn’t much that you can do about it. Really lame game and I’m pissed off that he brought that army to the tournament. Thankfully another friend of mine werked him over in the last round with quick wit and good tactics, something I lack ;). My last loss was my last game and it was against a Dwarf who had a lot of infantry. This game went poorly simply because I was so tired I couldn’t focus on my guess range weapons and so killed very few dwarves with them. He drew out my fanatics with a sacrifice, and shot down my giant and after that there is nothing left that can hurt dwarves. Good guy, I was just too tired to really play anymore.

I stayed home today because when I woke up I felt kinda dizzy. Went back to bed for another 3 hours and woke up feeling sick, but not that sick. I think just putting all of that energy into the tournament drained me and when I finally relaxed my body said “No!”.

This is me writing about the January 22-23rd Conflict held in Richmond. Peter still bugs me about that game we played, since I was an absolute shit sportsman about it. 😛 The “friend who werked him over” is Dan Miner, with a massive Skaven army with a ton of block units. I remember complaining to Dan about Peter’s army, and him looking at it and saying “Oh, I know how to beat that” and then doing so next round!