Preface
An overwhelming sense of defeat gutted me as I took a long, hard glance at my final result for the World Championships. My total swiss score was an utterly abyssmal 1 - 6. Yes, 1 win and 6 losess, putting me at the 2nd last of the pile. The putrid stench that I felt hanging around me and engulfing me for losing this many games at the most prestigious (arguably) event of the year for Pokemon TCG felt like a shameful burden to bear. Nay, scratch that... it IS a tremendous burden. A truly unpleasant and unforgettable experience it was then. Its excruciating effects on my ego will never leave my side should I ever deign to recall this rueful day. This disgraceful mark on my Pokemon journey will forever be a blemish unto my name as a player for as long as I walk the Path of the Trainer. Even the very fact that my losses were against some of the very best in the business provided zero comfort. A loss is a loss, a failure always a failure, and being an utter disgrace to myself, my community and my friends who spurred me on and helped me was the only morbid reality I knew of then.