Qaulifying 3
Game O
I literally just played the saltiest match of my life. I'm not so sure coming into ranked is the best idea, but I'm hoping to get away from the complete troll-level player I just saw. I want to call solo/supp. I think I may go back to my Nike call. She's good for me. If I lose with her, its usually because the whole team is trash. Which is true of any god I play in the solo lane. I lost in this role thinking I was bad at it, but as I review my log of prior games I am seeing that I actually played pretty well in that role, I just wasn't able to transfer my advantage to the rest of the map and thus would lose if not grouped with a strong team. I made the mistake of thinking I was bad at solo and that I should try another role. But now, I think I should stick with solo and just get better at it until I CAN carry that advantage to other parts of the map.
4 minute queue on a Saturday afternoon, here we go. I am 4th pick. I make a solo/supp pref call. We go Agni & Nemesis 1 & 2, with an Ullr 3rd pick that calls solo. Ok, I'm going to go Fafnir supp into a Kumba/AMC Duo. My 5th pick takes Sol ADC. At least our team comp wil throw them. Our 3rd pick Ullr solo exits the lobby and throws us all back into queue. Ah, the joy of ranked grind.
6 minutes into this second attempt at my first Ranked game of the day. And this time I'm 3rd pick. I throw out solo/supp pref. 1st pick takes Ra mid. 2nd will take Da Ji Jungle. 5th pick wants solo. I will take Artio. I'll play her supp or trade her to 5th pick if he/she wants Artio solo. 5th goes Osiris Solo. I'll have Neith with me, going into Geb/Medusa. The Geb is a 1-diamond. We have a 1-Diamond Serqet. I hope this is good. As F. says, jungler-driven league. Ranked guide is not the pros by any means, but the concept applies here too.
I'm not sure how to go into Geb and Medusa. I'll need some Pesti, prob. I start with guardians', but decide to take Iron Mail for some health and prots. I am mobile as Artio, and take Heavenly Wings for extra mobility to overcome the lack of boots. Their Supp starts mid, first time I've seen that in S5. It sufficiently disrupts my flow. The whole team is slowed. We don't know how to handle it and aren't in coms. I'll look for full boots on my first back. I end up getting T1 boots. I die 4 times in the first 12 minutes. We don't have any early damage and the other team is hyper-aggressive. O Fuck me. We are all under-leveled. I make a solid rotation to the duo-which-has-been-solo all game and spearhead a double kill with Neith. It's our team's only highlight. ur supposed 1-star Serqet goes 2-5 and quits. Arena main. Such is the life of the Bronze Bastard. In retrospect, I think I should have just duo-pressured the hunter in the left lane and let Ra hold out in the mid. Oh well.
Game II -- Qualifiying 4
Well, once again I'm third pick. I call solo pref, so of course top pick takes solo. I'll pick Mercury in the 3rd spot. Let's hope my second Ranked Jungle game is better than my first. We draft Artio, Izanami, Mercury, Agni, and Fafnir into Scylla, Ganesha, Skadi, Awilix, Chang'e. I won't lie, Awilix scares me a bit. She rode us hard, last game. This one is a diamond Awi. My Merc is going to be hard-pressed to make a big impact early.
Funny thing is, I ended up making way more of an impact early than late because the ADC didn't do anything. Argh. I blink-gank midlane after clearing left buff, get the kill. I rotate over to right and and get the kill. I clear enemy buff. This is the best 5-minute start I've ever had. So, of course the solo Artio decides to start talking trash about me "not helping him." This is the Artio, mind you, that was winning lane. And we had an ADC that couldn't carry my jock strap, much less a game of Smite. So by my helping the weakest lane out, I'm apparently bad at being a jungler. It doesn't take long for this troll to start talking shit to everyone. I quickly mute him. We play well, but horribly as a team. The Izanami insists on split-pushing and letting our team die. We lose pretty spectacularly. Such is the life of the Bronze Bastard.
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