“Oh god, I have never had such a bad start before…”
That’s Carole at the start of Everdell today. A mere forty minutes or so before she tots up her score and is still adding up long after she has passed the points total I got to in what, I have to say, was an absolute shoe-in of a win and I can’t believe I did so badly.
Three games. Three loses.
I mean, I’m not surprised in the slightest. This is me we are talking about and I never win any games whatsoever, but still it’d be nice – just once – to actually come out on top.
Oh, I tell a lie, I won a game of New York Zoo the other week. But that’s it. That’s all I’ve won for ages. Certainly for the stats of 2021 anyway.
Honestly, I don’t know why I bother.
I think it through. I make what I think are informed decisions and yet when I’m up against what is, essentially, chaos in human form it makes no difference. No amount of planning or strategic thought can fight against what is happening on my opponents side of the table. My city is neatly laid out, hers in disorder.
And yet here we are again.
No wins on the sheet.
It’s been packed away now. There was some argument to leave it out for another week. But no. Away it goes, to taunt me from the shelves as we pick something else to play which I will be equally bad at. I think it’s probably going to be Chocolate Factory – a game about a chocolate factory, oddly enough, which we last played when we had a table too small to accomodate it. I don’t remember winning then, either.
It is great that all the various lockdowns and variations on a theme have afforded us all this time to play board games, either real or virtual, but I am potentially returning to normal society – if, indeed, such a thing exists on the other side of the plague times – a broken man. A man a shadow of his former self, having lost all of his mojo to a variety of board game defeats over a twelve month period.
I daren’t even try any of the solo variants of the games we have because if I can’t even beat cards that I am turning over then what hope is there…
Still, gotta keep on smiling. Charterstone tomorrow.
Maybe that will go better.