All in all, I probaly got around 3 hours of sleep and change, and was woken up by a phone call from Matt. Saturday had been the gameday at the Panera which I realized pretty early that I was not going to be able to make. That evening was also a Pro-Am battletech tourney and it had been something that Matt seemed to be really looking foward to. As from my previous entry on battletech, I was a little more ambivalent about the whole thing, mostly due to my general lack of skills in piloting. It's never much fun being the gimp I find.
Anyway, I dragged myself out of bed with some effort and made my way to the Panera. I seriously considered bailing altogether since I was certain that there was no way I'd be able to handle the drive back from Pompton Bay, even if I could make it up there in the first place. Matt offered to carpool up there and since he said that he wasn't going to end up going unless I came with, I tossed in my two bits.
The tourney was pretty interesting overall. It was a double elimination 2v2 with amateurs teamed up with pro players to provide what was hypothetically supposed to be even teams. It was also another mini-reunion of sorts. There's a guy I met around a year and a half ago at Dexcon who played in and won the Killer Bunnies Tourney I had been running there. I had seem him at other con events and we played email tag a few times about the liklihood of him coming to local gamedays. It turns out that he had been involved with the battletech group up north since '94 in various incarnations up to the point when Sauron bought the pods and moved them private. What can I say? It's a small world I guess.
As for the tourney itself, you can see the breakdown here. Not surprisingly, I pilot under the callsign 'henwy' and actually managed to take second place.
A little sidenote about nicknames and callsigns....I never could manage to pick one of them without it setting off my internal bullshit alarms. It just seems pretentious to give yourself some sort of snazzy moniker when what you're actually doing is geeking it up in an oversized computer game. Yeah, just call me Devestator, bitches and feel the wrath of my long range missiles and PPC lasers.
Anyway, I did pretty well in the tourney. All the vets seemed to more or less target one another and there were a lot of mutual kills, which left the more noobie pilots in a dueling faceoff. I ended up deciding the fate of 4 of our matches, ending with a 2/2 ratio. Overall, I did a far better job piloting and targeting than I had the first time around and it helped a lot that we eliminated a lot of the clutter. When there are only 4 mechs on the map and only 2 are enemies, it becomes a lot simplier to maneuver and toss in some basic tactics rather than blind shooting. For placing second, I was awarded a calamity jane battletech pin and no doubt, the awe and respect of my peers.
While I had a pretty good run at it, Matt's team ended up crapping out in straight losses which ended up with him sitting around and doing bupkiss for a good chunk of time. We ended up sticking around up there running in missions until we finally left at around 4am. By then I was about ready to die. The gum where my tooth had been had started to throb, I had a headache pounding behind my right eye, I was a bit nauseous and motion sick, and just really, really wanted to go home. The drive seems long on the way up there but it seems infinitely longer coming back in the middle of the night.
By the time I got back, I was ready to collapse and die. It didn't end up working out quite that way, though I did finally manage to get to sleep around 6:30 or so. I woke up again around 8 due to pain and after another dosing got to sleep again by 10. As for what happened that sunday, it'll have to wait for another installment.