When I was in college I lived with my best friend Nick. We lived in a sweet apartment in Pacific Beach, and we had a lot of extra time to spend on chillaxing. I started painting Warhammer miniatures in High School, and by college I was spending more time doing that than playing Magic. I brought my cards to San Diego to trade them in for Warhammer miniatures. The night before I was going to sell my cards, my friend Alex came over and said "Sweet! Magic cards! We should play." Alex and I build a couple of quick decks while Nick watched us. After 2 games Nick goes "This looks pretty cool. Can I try?" "Of course!" I said. Nick shuffled up and drew seven, and Alex explained to him how to cast spells, while I played some elves. Nick caught on pretty quickly, but the most important thing was that I neglected to cast my big 6 drop bomb. Instead I gave him a couple extra turns, and he was able to pull out the W.
He was hooked instantly. I would have gone to sell my cards the next day, but by the time I was out of bed, Nick had already been to the game store and was busy building his first deck! I guess I got hooked again as well because we spend hundreds of hours playing magic in that house. Maybe the person I really hooked was myself!
He was hooked instantly. I would have gone to sell my cards the next day, but by the time I was out of bed, Nick had already been to the game store and was busy building his first deck! I guess I got hooked again as well because we spend hundreds of hours playing magic in that house. Maybe the person I really hooked was myself!
