User blog comment:CCoville/Tankin' ain't easy/@comment-3107063-20110303204250

Thanks for the feedback. And here's another tanking story. Sometime in the last week I was Rammus and laning top with an Ezreal. The two we were opposing were VERY aggressive (kamakaze runs, tower diving, just constantly going for blood). They had a serious hard-on for Ezreal and pounced on him the second he got within reach. Guess how many times he died during that phase... that's right, zero. He never died because I sacrificed myself at least 4 times by taunting, powerballing, and just generally getting them off him. Eventually he swtiched lanes with a Gangplank and I did the same for him. I probably died a couple more times in order to save his ass. So then laning phase ends and we get in a few teamfights. We did not win a single one early on and I couldn't understand it. I'd go in to the middle and get punished, my teammates would be doing their thing, but in the end the enemy champs would be about half health or so and ok. So I look at everyone's builds and see that, between the 4 of them, they have a total of 2 long swords as AD items and one person had a Sheen for AP. And this is mid game! But I keep my mouth shut and keep doing my job. So late game comes around and Ezreal says "Gangplank and Rammus, you make me sad." I flipped out and reminded him how I saved him multiple times and he goes, "Well you're the tank". I was quite confused. The thing is that, at that point, he was the only one with a positive score. So I stopped making him my priority to save and he quickly died a ton. He shut up after that.

Point is this: appreciate your tank!

These experiences have made me that much more greatful for other tanks. I recently played a game as Caitlyn and I was paired with a Cho'Gath in top and this Cho kept the other champs occupied constantly and died multiple times all to let me do what I was doing. The end result was: we smashed the other team quickly, I carried and was fed, and I constantly thanked the tank for his work. His score was shit but it didn't matter, he was doing what he was supposed to do and so was I.

Why am I rambling? Maybe I should get back to work.

What what, in the butt.