I have declared today to be a day of no work. I’m resting and having some me time after what has amounted to 2.5 months straight of being on the road. So that means League of Legends.
I am generally a jungler, which is like being a healer in World of Warcraft: no matter how well you play, no matter how amazing your numbers are, if things go wrong it’s always your fault. Doesn’t matter if your dps ran straight into the mouth of an unholy dragon armed with only a toothpick and their underwear, it’s your fault that you couldn’t save them. Being a jungler is like that. No matter how terribly your laners play, it’s your fault if they lose. And if every lane is getting annihilated then you’re getting yelled at by every laner for not ganking enough, even though you need to save the other lanes and farm yourself.
And if things go well? The laners get all the glory. Jungling is seriously a thankless job.
I just played a game that made my point. Each one of our lanes lost in the early game. Pantheon went middle against Ziggs and I swear he had homeguard boots as his first buy so he could rush to his death faster. I recall Ashe being 7/0 before I shut her down. And our Yi at top lane was more useless than prayer.
So, of course, you know whose fault it was that our Yi got stomped on? You guessed it: the jungler’s.