When I first started playing Magic, I was introduced to it by my brother in the summer of 1994, only a year after the game had debuted. My brother and his best friend collected basketball cards and were exposed to the game thanks to visiting sports card stores. I don’t know how he ended up with a handful of Revised cards, but he “taught” me the game with great rules like Fireball always returning to his hand and my lands getting destroyed after using them once.
I lost. A lot.
I don’t think my brother was good at Magic either. But like many things, I tried to shadow my brother’s interests. Soon he set the cards aside and never picked them up again and we moved on.Read More