Day 2, Saturday May, 16th 2015
Saturdays at every convention are always the busiest and it's no different at Huzzah. Day Trippers (people who come for but a single day), arrive in a steady flow. Anxious to make the most of their time, they hurry and hustle to renew acquaintances from years past, get their badges, and say hello, before running off to the tables for a game or two. I generally do not like crowds , or people for that matter, but these convention goers breathe a measure of excitement into the air upon arriving which can be contagious. Children, eyes wide with anticipation impatiently hop from foot to foot, waiting to get on with the fun. While the busy Game Masters smile patiently as they explain the rules.
Note to self, get more photos next year.
Just in time as I needed a smoke and a drink badly at this point.
Hanging about and waiting for my next session, I struck up a conversation with a gentleman named Leo who was running the 86' Mets vs. Red Sox World Series Game. Leo is passionate about the hobby and has been involved in miniature war gaming for over twenty years.
As we chatted I mentioned that Mike and I had tried to sign up for his game for the Sunday morning time slot but didn't make it in time and it was booked up. Leo told me just to stop by later and if he had time we could do a quick unofficial game anyway.
Wow! I promised I would, and rushed off to the next game in my line up 1775: Rebellion.
I have wanted to play 1775 for a couple of years now, and though we as a group had one rather poorly executed attempt awhile back, I thought it deserved another once over. That and Academy Games had just announced their next title using the same mechanics for the Viking invasions of England. If the rules flowed smoothly I would jump on the wagon and buy the medieval version.
After the game let out I ran into Mike who had been looking for me. His afternoon session had been rather short and he thought we should get some food. Which was a good idea as I needed to fuel up for my evening session. We walked outside so I could have a smoke and we saw Leo taking a break as well. I introduced Mike to him and after a bit of chit chat and a few laughs Leo asked us if we wanted to play a World Series game.
Food was forgotten immediately and we jumped at the chance.
We ate a quick meal at a local restaurant and then hurried back so I could set up the game I was asked to put on, Wizard's Quest by Avalon Hill circa 1979.
An oldie but a goody.
Anyway, it was a bit of a bumpy start as I had one player drop before the map was laid out. He was very nice about it but I was beginning to worry that this was going to be a bust. Then two youngsters showed up and told me they had signed up for the game. Perfect! This title is great for kids and so it put me at ease a bit, knowing how much I loved this one when I was their age. The boys, Matt and Liam, took to it rather quickly, but the younger of the two, Liam really surprised me. I thought for sure the older boy was going to control the board easily. But that's the beauty, some would say bane, of Wizard's Quest, The random events and rolls of the dice turned the tables, and I saw Liam light up once he could see that he not only could win, but handily at that. It was a good match and they seemed to have fun. I was kind of dreading the end for I had resolved to retire my old game that night to the winner of the match. Liam pushed through and took the game, and I handed over my old friend to him with a smile. Hopefully Wizard's Quest gets some more table time in his young hands.
With that over I could finally have a drink, and I made sure I got one right off. A bit tired but happily so, for I had had fun the whole day through. With a goodnight and good luck, to Mike I wandered off to my room wondering if I'd ever get to sleep or would my mind race all night with everything I had seen and done that day.
End part 2