On Being Young, Porno Mags And Lessons Learned
Well, the Jubilee holiday will see Roger and I face off with our ECW armies in the Rumpus Room. I'm really looking forward to it, because there will be savage banter, truly gentlemanly dispute resolution, and the genuine pleasure of playing a game in the company of someone whom I respect on so many levels. Of course Roger will be joined by his youngest son, who has been bitten by the bug in what seems like the same way his father and I were in the 80s. He's a well mannered young man, as I would expect, but moreover he is being schooled on how to deal with older gamers - much older gamers - just as we had to learn back in the day. I can tell you from personal experience that this young man can get under your skin to the degree that you could snap a steel ruler over your knee. I approve of this, having been subjected to it at Christmas for 7 or 8 hours. As kids we were surrounded by highly motivated competition players, who didn't cut us any slack. We earned our chops, and ...