You Can’t Beat Me Unless You Kill Me (Because We Aren’t Playing the Same Game) Let me start with a disclaimer. I’m not saying I’m good at Magic. I missed more triggers tonight, playing a precon, than I’d like to admit. I’m not writing this because I’ve figured the game out. I’m writing it because I think I’ve figured out something about why I enjoy it , and I think a lot of players are quietly losing that. The Game Inside the Game I play Commander for fun. That’s the whole strategy. And I think it’s why I feel like I’m winning more, but I don’t mean games. When I say winning, I mean walking away from the table happy, whether my commander took the game or got boarded out on turn six. A good night is one where I enjoyed the people, the plays and the chaos. By that measure, I win almost every time I sit down. Meanwhile, I watch other players hold cards back, waiting for the perfect game-winning play. Then someone disrupts it, and the table goes sour. If the only thing that cou...