EPTthe bandwagon. That's how I felt after the GOMTV MSL, after schoolboy KTY 3-0'd Mr MJY. I entered the world of starcraft in his hayday, his souvereign rule over all the lesser races and other cerebrates. His fall cast me into a great, deep sadness. Almost deep enough not to be able to enjoy the game anymore. Then LJD came on the stage, and this drone was very happen again. Every terran and every protoss were being neatly wrapped up in trains of lings, balls of mutas and even when finally burried under orange blankets were they tormented by lurker spines and stampeded over by cows; the Legend Killer had restored the Swarm to its long lost former glory.
2009 brought with it new challenges, the upstart Effort, who, dispite tearing up proleague, in the end never made it. Fantasy, who as youngest sprout of the proud SKT T1 terran lineage assumed among terrans the position once held by Best among his aiurian brethren, disturbed the Tyrant's Stare of Death. The proleague Grand Finals were to be no happy memory for Hwaseung Oz, the entire SKT T1 team preparing like they can just to stop the one man host named Ee Jedong. This cast a dark shadow on the OSL finals to come, in which our most beloved zerg must take on the son of Choi Yunsung and grandson of Lim Yohwan, but he overcame, once more. His golden mouse shed all doubt anyone might have had, placed him among the greatest of the greatest, made him a peer among the masters of starcraft.
Yet, for how long would the string stay tensed, could the will master the fastest hands in the Republic of Korea? The fall season of 2009 put us all to the test. Would our faith hold? Seeing on youtube 3 match collissions between KT and out beloved Hwaseung, with Luxury vs Baxter and Flash vs Hiya embracing in evilness the match JD vs 815, or watching KT take on CJ in four games, with one loss, from mr MJY, wouldn't one be saddened? Perhaps the days of the Swarm is over, the year of the almighty Mutalisk is over, the Hive will suffer disgrace and misfortune at the hands of those good-for-nothing 'toss and terran? Perhaps LJD is down and out, and there will be no new light to captivate our imagination and fuel our bloodlust? What if SC Broodwar comes to an infamous end with some insipid terran on top? Will all be lost? We cannot but fear and wonder.
Yet every once in a while, while fearing the next battle our heroes have to wage, there is a small spark of light. A small spark in the dark, dark night, a spark at the gates of the not-quite-as-famous MBC Starleague. When the stadium is packed and the believers tune in by the millions to watch five games. Five games, of which the first ends in a barrage of approving smiles and nods, because an old adversary of the zerg of yore took a step in the right direction. Five games, the second of which injected angst-sweaty adrenaline into the veines of those who hold the true belief, because a young protoss had just fallen. Five games on an autumn day in octobre. Five games, of which the third- of which the third began with a cheese plateau, a desperate clawing attempt to overcome the hulk of the past. An attempt that was mangled by small bands of the pets of zerg, those loyal and sacrificing, half-control worth of pure ravenous delights. Five games, of which at the end of the third game, every eye in Korea and the rest of the civilized, starcraft playing world divides its attention between a floating CC and the lower left corner of the screen. At the end of that insignificant third game, there was a pause, a frenetic silence. And then the world exclaimed in harmony: "GG!"
Ma- Jae -Yoon!
2009 brought with it new challenges, the upstart Effort, who, dispite tearing up proleague, in the end never made it. Fantasy, who as youngest sprout of the proud SKT T1 terran lineage assumed among terrans the position once held by Best among his aiurian brethren, disturbed the Tyrant's Stare of Death. The proleague Grand Finals were to be no happy memory for Hwaseung Oz, the entire SKT T1 team preparing like they can just to stop the one man host named Ee Jedong. This cast a dark shadow on the OSL finals to come, in which our most beloved zerg must take on the son of Choi Yunsung and grandson of Lim Yohwan, but he overcame, once more. His golden mouse shed all doubt anyone might have had, placed him among the greatest of the greatest, made him a peer among the masters of starcraft.
Yet, for how long would the string stay tensed, could the will master the fastest hands in the Republic of Korea? The fall season of 2009 put us all to the test. Would our faith hold? Seeing on youtube 3 match collissions between KT and out beloved Hwaseung, with Luxury vs Baxter and Flash vs Hiya embracing in evilness the match JD vs 815, or watching KT take on CJ in four games, with one loss, from mr MJY, wouldn't one be saddened? Perhaps the days of the Swarm is over, the year of the almighty Mutalisk is over, the Hive will suffer disgrace and misfortune at the hands of those good-for-nothing 'toss and terran? Perhaps LJD is down and out, and there will be no new light to captivate our imagination and fuel our bloodlust? What if SC Broodwar comes to an infamous end with some insipid terran on top? Will all be lost? We cannot but fear and wonder.
Yet every once in a while, while fearing the next battle our heroes have to wage, there is a small spark of light. A small spark in the dark, dark night, a spark at the gates of the not-quite-as-famous MBC Starleague. When the stadium is packed and the believers tune in by the millions to watch five games. Five games, of which the first ends in a barrage of approving smiles and nods, because an old adversary of the zerg of yore took a step in the right direction. Five games, the second of which injected angst-sweaty adrenaline into the veines of those who hold the true belief, because a young protoss had just fallen. Five games on an autumn day in octobre. Five games, of which the third- of which the third began with a cheese plateau, a desperate clawing attempt to overcome the hulk of the past. An attempt that was mangled by small bands of the pets of zerg, those loyal and sacrificing, half-control worth of pure ravenous delights. Five games, of which at the end of the third game, every eye in Korea and the rest of the civilized, starcraft playing world divides its attention between a floating CC and the lower left corner of the screen. At the end of that insignificant third game, there was a pause, a frenetic silence. And then the world exclaimed in harmony: "GG!"
Ma- Jae -Yoon!
we still believe
