Lol 2 – The babies got louder while the sitters stayed quiet.

THE first game they played was always a warm-up game. It was important for them to orient their thinking solely on the game and forget their everyday worries. The Jungler made sure to point out any mistake he witnessed his team make. He was usually very strict with everyone, especially with his brother, but he knew they knew it was better to fix mistakes now than in a real game for glory.

It was easy for him to critic since jungling didn’t require him to be in a constant battle for creep score, which gave him a lot of free time to spectate how the lanes were fairing. This was one reason why he was probably put ahead of the AD Carry as the team leader. Everyone knew the AD Carry was the most skilled player on the team, but his consistent whining often caused his teammates to overlook this fact. The main reason was that no one else could control the Mid when he was in full rage. Of course the Jungler had other duties to fulfill in lieu of being captain. Someone on the forum put it best, “The game is the equivalent of a game of chess: the pawns are the creeps, the rook is the Top, the knight is the AD Carry, the bishop is the Mid, the Queen is the Support, and the king is the nexus. The chess player isn’t the gamer, but instead the Jungler.” To the Jungler, this couldn’t be any further from the truth.

The next game found them down five deaths only seven minutes into the game. Situations like this were never a good start for team morale. The conference call went from a harmonized role call to a dysfunctional scream fest. The babies got louder while the sitters stayed quiet. The Jungler did the only thing he could do – try harder. More ganks, more pings, more campings, more invades, and even more ganks. Besides the ganks however, the most important thing he could do was not blame anyone for anything, and after a grueling fifty minutes, it worked, somehow.