card-games
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This was my first chance to break the ice and draft my new Ice Age cube that I recently assembled. I’d played Cory’s ALICE cube before, and written up about casting Stormbind and summoning Polar Kraken. I was so inspired I wanted to build my own ALICE cube, but I hadn’t played it yet. Brian
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My path to lichdom has been a long and winding one. I’d been in search of an exciting, casual deck that creates fun games for both players regardless of the outcome. I surveyed people informally on discord on what were their favorite ways to lose a game. Games are always more fun when you’re winning,
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I turned 40 this year, and thought it would be fun to review and take stock of my Magic journey. Some players have stated a collecting goal of owning all 40 dual lands by the time they turn 40. I don’t have 40 duals. I don’t intend to. I have 29 (30 total since I
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Like many players of a certain age, my journey into Magic: The Gathering began with a 4th Edition starter deck. I’ll never forget cracking open that first pack and seeing this hideous floating mouth – Leviathan. Ever since, that’s been the era I knew and loved best. Creatures were clunky, removal was weak, and board
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We got 9 wizards back together to chase the Weatherlight to the plane of Rath. It had been a while since we had gotten together to cube and everyone was so appreciative and enjoyed getting back together. This really is a great group and I appreciate whenever I get to see them. We’d drafted this
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It’s been a long time coming. Despite living in Colorado, I hadn’t been able to make either of the two previous Yeticons. I had family stuff both good and bad that lined up with the dates, so I had always been on the outside looking in. I’ve got a young kid at home so I
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I often think back to my early days playing Magic, and the mystery that those cards held for me. I’ve now been playing Old School longer than I played the first time around. But those first memories have stuck with me after all these years. This is my origin story. Back in those days, I
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It’s 4 am on Friday and I’ve got a flight from Denver to Dallas at noon. Our dog is sick, and I’ve been taking her out every 2 hours through the night. It’s been snowing non-stop since Wednesday. At first, I was happy that I decided to fly rather than make the drive down
Rocky Mountain Yetis 