This weekend, as avid pokeloons will know, is the 2013 Spring friendly. I will be competing, for reasons best known to myself. I have no idea how well I will do, but from the evidence available, my prediction is for absolute and unforgivable humiliation.
In Black 2 and White 2, a narrow selection of really quite nice pokemon are effectively lined up for your choosing. Lucario, for example, is spectacularly easy to obtain. Growlithes grow on trees. As a result, my pokemon team is fairly obvious.
Arcanine, Krookodile, Samurott, Ampharos, Lucario and, for reasons best known to myself, Unfezant. Oh, I remember now. It’s because I panic if I can’t use fly and pretty much nothing on this cartridge can.
So I’m not optimistic. I have the least imaginative team since I can’t even be bothered to make up when, and I haven’t bred anything, EV trained or any of that. I’ve not compared their stats and I’ve barely trained them evenly.
But I’m having a go. If I waited until I was actually good enough for something, I’d never do it. The whole point of this blog for me is an attempt to treat Pokemon with the same childlike enthusiasm and ineptitude I had when I was eight. I actually picked Oshawott over Tepig because I preferred the picture. I like Arcanine because he’s fluffy.
Ampharos is adorable. Lucario looks cool, and Krookodile has an awesome colour scheme. Still not sure why I have a female Unfezant, but there we go.
I’ve tried EV training. It’s dull. I’ve tried breeding. You end up with twenty level 1 Charmanders you’re never going to use.
When I was eight, I level ground my Blastoise until it could surf over everything. I used to have to stock up on elixirs and ethers before tackling the Elite Four. I may have used a Fearow once or twice, but I essentially had a one-pokemon team.
I don’t mind being rubbish at Pokemon. I have a lot of fun with it. I think genwunners can go hang because washing machine and ice cream pokemon win over toxic sludge and poison gas pokemon any day of the week.
If anyone needs me, I’ll be on GBU, getting mullered.
Kanto to Unova (and beyond) 