The Lords recount their thrills & spills from OSPB3 weekend before turning the page to OS95 and B&R news.
Five Preachers, four Forks, three dudes, two days to go, and one CoP Red story!
It’s Old School Players Ball week! As our anticipation crescendos, we are pleased to provide this retrospective of the ‘18 Ball by Cam Wall, known brewer, lover of strong coffee and dear friend of the Lords. Thanks for sharing, Cam!
In my preteen to middle teenage years I lived for Gaming Saturdays. The inconvenience of weekdays with their homework deadlines, nagging teachers and social minefields melted away Friday nights before the anticipation of a Saturday. This was the mid-1990s...
The Lords are back to dissect the latest Middle School Marauders event, marvel over the artwork of Drew Tucker, fawn over the London Mulligan and speculate about new restrictions in Old School '95.
The generals surveyed their chosen battleground and the uncountable, disposable dead littering the blasted land like so many hailstones from a violent summer’s storm, and wondered aloud, “What devastation hath these powerful magicks wrought?”
Lords Moss, Agra and Rohr run down Solocon/Old School Singleton, Revised 40, the London Mulligan, Fifi Nono, and Luther Manhole.
It’s summer in Chicago. With temps finding the mid-80s, the Lords of the Pit assembled on a sunny afternoon on the first of June to celebrate Old School MTG jank in this, the first iteration of Solocon, a Singleton-themed event. I hopped off the 77 bus and walked down Rockwell past a complex of semi-ruinous warehouses nestled alongside the Chicago River. Our battleground was at Metropolitan Brewing’s taproom, a lovely, hidden gem of a riverside space in this upcoming part of Avondale. Several kayakers paddled past and I hoped for their sake that their shots were up-to-date as Chicago’s arterial waterway is famously toxic. We Gathered our full complement of ballers, 21 on this day, and fired at half past noon.
Tonight, on Pitcast: OS heartthrob Cam joins Moss and Meatball on a haunted road-trip through the heartland of America to the fabled Bootleggers Ball.
Albert Einstein stared up at the Gathered magi, bottling whatever diabolical Enchantments they had in-mind for this game of OS-EDH. Lord Marty Silenus passed the turn...