As a couple of you might have seen, a week and a half ago I was in attendance at BlizzCon (no it doesn’t involve snow sports) for a 48 hour geek out session. It. Was. EPIC. From the opening ceremony, containing multiple new announcements, to the game testing, tournaments and the closing concert by Blink-182 it was worth way more than the dollars spent to attend.
I could get into more of the details but I will try to ease you guys into it. To help there was a fun little wine component to finish this weekend out so bare with me!
Going to this Con, and probably any Con, makes you realize just how nerdy you are but also allows you to bask in all of its glory; just like when us wine geeks sit around a table and start to dissect every nook and cranny of those wines. After BlizzCon had wrapped up my internet friends and I went out for a bite to eat to reflect on the weekend – the 400-600 actions per minute some of the StarCraft players (watch this video and try to keep up), the alpha and beta testing of all that was available (particularly the long-awaited Heroes of the Storm, formerly known as Blizzard All-Stars) and all other things Warcraft, StarCraft or Diablo related. Glorious.
Anyway, before heading to Anaheim for the event I was asked to bring a bottle of the MTGA Merlot for everyone to try. I’ve actually know this group of folks for about five years so I was quite excited to show off what I have been working on over the last couple of those years. We made our way back to the hotel room after dinner, unwrapped the hotel glasses we had at our disposal and got into an awesome wine discussion. That culminated with one hell of a mimosa story.
That mimosa was the result of not particularly liking the bubbles that were on the table. A perfectly reasonable choice I would say; wouldn’t you? How about if that mimosa was made primarily of Dom Perignon? Easily $110ish+ per bottle, depending on the vintage, and OJ. Hearing that story put an enormous smile on my face because despite the prestige that may or may not be associated with the wine did not matter. It was all about how it tasted, not the cost of the bottle, not the reviews, not how good it was “supposed to be” or how famous it was. It sounded like a fairytale of what the 1% does on the regular.
It was all about what mattered. The only thing that matters: “Do you like it?”