A different kind of Iron Man.
January 27th, 2010 Posted in Uncategorized | 2 Comments »The following is a true story about the greatest game of Magic I have ever played and ever will. And there are pictures.
It all started with a Cudgel Troll. He grabs the card and tears it into pieces. “Regenerate from this!” Much laughter follows.
“Okay—I’ll see that Cudgel Troll and rip up this Roil Elemental.” Riiiiip!
He countered by tearing up a Gargoyle Castle. “If I rip up more money than you do, you give me that foil Master of the Wild Hunt. If you win, you get the Time Warp that you wanted.” The challenge had been made and neither of us would back down.
A playset of Kabira Evangel soon joined the pile of torn cardboard. Not too impressive. I think that the first money card was my single Day of Jugment. Soon enough, we were ravaging our rare binders—trying to one-up each other each round. Soon we were counting out money rares, estimating retail prices, and tearing them into pieces. Tearing playsets of cards like Path to Exile and Bloodbraid Elf were outclassed without hesitation. M10 dual lands were quickly beaten by Zendikar fetchlands. It didn’t take too long before we were tearing our planeswalkers into shreds. Nearly all of the cards are in standard because that’s what we had in our binders/on us at the time.
When the binders began to run low, we tore apart our decks. I said my goodbyes to my Yawgmoth’s Will, Damnations, two Vindicates and these guys:

(reassembled for the photo after the event)
In the final round, he managed to estimate about $250 of cards at once—including the rest of his fetches, a playset of Rishadan Ports, a playset of Morphlings, two of which were signed by rk post. If I had any more money rares on me, I’d have kept going. But I could not come up with more than $250 for the next round, and I had to concede to the winner. We agreed, though, that truly we were both the champs.

Of course, he never was able to get that foil Master of the Wild Hunt because it—and all of his Time Warps—had been torn up during the binder-genocide. A friend recorded a lot of this on video and I’ll post those when they’re up—I’m writing this from memory so things are probably off a little bit. But the idea’s the same: we tore up hundreds of dollars worth of Magic cards to play a game of manliness.
The end pile included(just some highlights):
2 playsets of Garruk Wildspeaker
a playset of Sorin Markov
6 or 7 Jace Belerens
a playset of regular Ajani Vengeants
2 ajani goldmanes
2 playsets of birds of paradise
a playset of morphlings (two signed)
a playset of honor of the pure
a playset of rafiq of the many (one foil)
a playset of master of the wild hunt (one foil)
a playset of noble hierarch (one foil)
a playset of rishadan port
3 baneslayer angels
5 or 6 broodmate dragons
7 day of judgment
3 wrath of god
2 damnation
4 maelstrom pulse
2 vindicate
1 yawgmoths will
8 path to exile and bloodbraids
2 timewarp
2 great sable stag
a bunch of siege-gang commanders
playsets of goblin guides and warren instigators
more sphinxes of jwar isle than i can remember
At least six of each M10 dual
A playset and more of each Zendikar fetch
and sooo much more
In the end though, I had probably the best Magic-related experience of my life. It was a huge rush of fun—and a reminder that Magic is a game. Hundreds of dollars gone in half an hour, but it was a blast and it felt strangely LIBERATING. The cards are just made of cardboard, after all—and it’s cool to have that reminder. The important part was having fun with friends. :D
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But we aren’t going to be playing constructed again for a very long time.








































