Rolling Mad Deep at the Khyber

Last night at the Khyber featured an extended Package last night, as our
usual three idiots were joined by ...Tits McGee, Mr. Is, and what's his name
Thrombosis something? And with the extra girth, the Package did initially
well, sending 4 of 6 members into the second round, only to lose 3 of those
4 matches.

The lone competitor left was myself, thee Baconshark. My first match was an easy win against a guy throwing all reactionary style. Easy to spot. The next was won in similar fashion, as I dispatched Paper Mache. I followed up with a frenetic win over The Captain, who had very intense primes and good street prowess last night. Next was Frankie13's brother in the final four, then on to a heavyweight final against Loomer, winner of mostly everything
this year.

Truth be told: I scripted much of my match play last night. It gives nothing away to say this, as I was merely testing a few strategies through the night. Most importantly, I found that scripting allowed me to worry about my own game more than focusing on what my competitor was doing. This is not to say that I could not deviate from that. The first match of the night was
scripted until I met my opponent, who I quickly sized up as mentioned already, and I let him come to me. The match against The Captain got me though my whole sequence of throws, so I had to be ready to act when the script was over.

My biggest strategy news of note was my successful deployment of a new gambit; The Heart Attack. Use of this gambit requires serious dedication, in which you literally throw a seven. Rocks. In a row. I made 2 previous attempts at this gambit this year, the first time two weeks ago in the storied match where I beat the opponent in four throws of rock. Last week it
took me six of the seven rocks to beat Grim Trigger. Last night I made it through all seven throws of rock, in the finals against Loomer. If I remember correctly, I won three times, two throws to win one game, lost two throws in different games, and tied twice. I eventually lost the match, and credit goes to Loomer for taking it to the last throw.

Team David Bowie's Package has now been to four finals in four weeks, the only win going to PJ Rhymeswithsausage. I lost the other three, each in the final deadlocked throw, once using rock(vs. El Toro Papaya), once using paper (vs. Le Tigre), and last night having my scissors being crushed by Loomer's rock.

Look for more daring gambits, keen strategy and ruling by David Bowie's Package tonight at Dirty Franks, and a Street RPS report from last night's victor PJ Rhymeswithsausage.