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NAVI destroyed karrigan’s plot armour.
We’ve had a bloody lovely weekend here in Copenhagen, in the country where TL;DR was truly born - and we think we’ve had a little bit of a rebirth this weekend, in many ways.
Copenhagen might not have been the place where Counter-Strike was born, but it’s definitely where it lives.
If New York is the city that never sleeps, Copenhagen is the one that never stops pugging. It’s an unusual city in that it’s not unusual at all; it does everything that a European capital city should, but is otherwise pretty… unremarkable?
It feels unfair to say that, but it’s pretty quiet, clean and efficient. Until Counter-Strike is on.
Nothing really sums it up more than the showmatch; the Royal Arena was packed from about 4PM for a game that starts at 8. It had a packed house - but it didn’t really need one. Kjaerbye took it a bit too seriously, but at least he showed up on the Major stage one more time.
Despite the chaos of the betting companies’ tiff, vibes around the arena were consistently wonderful. There’s policemen doing 1v1s in the arena, security guards teaming up with the public to oust the betting companies’ banners and of course, the SteelSeries x FaZe party bus.
Copenhagen was probably only so quiet and clean because everyone was in the Royal Arena, in truth. One thing it does better than a lot of Counter-Strike cities is that it still feels alive late at night, even on Easter.
Cologne can be tough to find a drink after all is said and done, but we were never short of a pint or six.
We deserve it, for all the hard work we’ve been doing for the last few weeks.
You might have seen by now, but we turned our little newsletter into a big boy magazine.
If you’ve been here in Copenhagen you’ve hopefully taken one, and seen what we’ve been cooking in the lab for the last few weeks in a very stressful time for us (yep, we wrote weeks).
We’ve had fantastic feedback, but we’d be lying if we said we wouldn’t like more. Finally getting our hands on a physical copy was an incredible feeling, and we hope that when you feel that glossy cover and high quality paper, you get the same feeling.
It’d been a goal of ours for a while, but the decision to actually do it gave us about 16 days to write, design and get all of our ducks in a row to get this thing from the picture in our minds to the paper in your hands.
To everyone who enjoyed it, who told us they loved TL;DR, who hunted us down to find one - thank you. To the pros, talent, and industry people who told us they wanted one and liked it, thank you. To everyone who helped in whatever way they could to help create this, thank you.
Especially thank you to SteelSeries and PGL without who we couldn’t have done this at all. And to ESL and their talented photographers, without who this would’ve looked hella boring.
We’re preparing a digital version at some point once we come down from the high of this weekend (metaphorically, of course). So for those who couldn’t be here, you can see what we have been doing.
Alternatively, we’re doing a limited sale of the physical magazine, if you want the full experience.
We’ll be back to your regularly scheduled newsletters shortly. And maybe, just maybe, you’ll see us produce a magazine again. What a rush.
Fair play, NAVI.
Fair play to b1t, who rolled back to Stockholm to go supernova in the most important map of his life. Fair play to jL, who showed up in fits and spurts in Paris, but went absolutely crazy here in Denmark to be the MVP.
Fair play to w0nderful, who was the guy who replaced s1mple and was never expected to be as good, but now has as many Majors as he does - and deservedly so. Fair play to iM, who wasn’t as dominant as he was in Paris, but found impact as a huge voice in the team and as a player.
And finally, fair play to Aleksib. We’ve not always given him his flowers in this newsletter, but we think we’ve been fair - and if we are, we have to say: well f*cking done.
The Fin led his team to a victory over karrigan in Copenhagen, despite getting smacked in map two, and didn’t let the team who never die a chance to get up. When NAVI had FaZe by the throat on Inferno, they squeezed harder.
b1t and jL were exceptional in the final, with the latter fulfilling the potential he showed faster than anyone could have expected. The unassuming, puppy-like prodigy we saw in Paris became… well, even more puppy-like, but twice as deadly.
We could talk about the game, but in truth the last two maps were completely dominant each way - the game itself was more of a vehicle for narratives, and for NAVI to prove every single doubter, some of them inside tldr, in truth - wrong.
Natus Vincere are your Major champions. Counter-Strike. Bloody hell.
Final standing at the first CS2 Major:
1st 🇪🇺 NAVI – $500.000
2nd 🇪🇺 FaZe Clan – $170.000
3-4th 🇪🇺 G2 Esports – $80.000
3-4th 🇪🇺 Vitality – $80.000
5-8th 🇪🇺 MOUZ – $45.000
5-8th 🇹🇷 Eternal Fire – $45.000
5-8th 🇷🇺 Spirit – $45.000
5-8th 🇷🇺 Cloud9 – $45.000