post-RPS 2005

Photos, with commentary, from the event. Unfortunately, I lost in the first round.

It wasn’t a complete loss, though. I won my first match against some cute asian woman. It’s just that each round requires two wins to advance, and it was during the second match that I was defeated, losing to some guy that got an automatic bye because of an absentee. Lost in three sets. It was close, but obviously not good enough. With the bye, he was better and, since I did not see him play, I didn’t have a sense for his tactics. Excuses, yes, but valid points.

For competing (and for signing up), all registrants received four RPS bucks. Basically, the idea was that you’d go around the floor challenging people to RPS and betting the bucks on it. The person with the most at the end of the day would win a thousand dollar prize.

So, I started with four. Whenever I challenged someone, I would challenge them to one round only, which deviates from the official three round rules. This was street RPS — unsanctioned by the referees — so anything was game. The one round format (best two out of three throws) was perfect for me because I’m stronger rushing out of the gates than I am at finishing someone off. With the early game, I am hard to predict and fast with the throws. It works to my advantage.

Thanks to an infusion of a five buck bill into my money cache thanks to my past RPS allegiances, I began to work it well. Challenge, win. Challenge, win. Double or nothing? Win! Within a short time, I was up to 81 RPS bucks. Then I challenged Team BJ.

That’s Team Blue Jays, you pervs.

I was all cocky with my wad of cash — a rather large wad for a solo, teamless competitor (I had no team-mates to pool money with) — and challenged them to a thirty buck match. They wanted a best of three match. I hesitated, but agreed. After a hard, long battle, I lost.

My ego then got the best of me. I wanted my money back so I challenged them again. This time for fifty. It was close, but I lost again. After all that work and all those battles, I was down to one dollar. I donated it to their cause with the hopes that my lost money would at least end up with a winner. That is what I get for being too cocky and for letting my guard down by going for a three rounder. Next year will be different.

After the loss I managed to acquire a few more bucks, but my success with those just wasn’t anywhere near as good. However, I then encountered Team Easy, who were reeling it in, and got them to challenge Team BJ. Figured it’d be interesting to get these big teams to fight each other. The stakes were high, in excess of a hundred, so I volunteered my past experience as an official RPS Championship referee to the battle. I called some fierce competitions in my life, but never any like these. For two long, super competitive matches, I stood as the voice of judgement between the two heavy-weights. It was my sole consolation for losing so early this year.

Team Easy was the victor and, by proxy, they had my money. I wished them luck with the competition and, head shamed by defeat, I left the event.

Last night I discovered that they didn’t win the thousand dollar prize. All my hard earned money was squandered. Team Norway, which featured the two youngest competitors (something that, for a fact, helped them amass large amounts of “donated” RPS bucks), took it.

However, the main prize of the event — the World Championship — went to a man that I competed against: Andrew Bergel of Team BJ. Congratulations. Enjoy it while you can, cause next year I’m gunning for the title.

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