I was a fanatic of poke'mon. I had every card, every movie, you name it I had it. but then at my tenth birthday, tradedy struck. my freind gave me a pack of yu-gi-oh cards, I was hooked, I had to be the best. I spent every penny I got on those cards. it got so bad no one would play because my cards were unbeatable. Then, when my situation was at its darkest, a light at the end of the tunnel emerged, some one had actually beaten me, after that I quit cold turkey(kind of) and sold all but my most valuble cards. and i've been happy ever since. weird thing was though, the one who beat me, was also the one who got me startd. how did he beat me you say, it was such a blow to my ego that I blacked out and dont remember, but my freind, whos goal it had been to beat me, quit soon after.