VinnyT
03-14-2004, 10:24 PM
Remember in Dickie Roberts, where Rob Reiner ask David Spade to act like a 6 year old climbing down the steps to see a big red bike under the christmas tree? Yeah, just replace" Big, red bike" with " New Sega Genesis", and add authentic excitement about it.
It was the year 1993. From September on, I had asked my dad for a SNES, because I used to hear about Nintendo at preschool ,and wanted to be one of the "cool" kids. But my dad instead would just explain that the Genesis had better graphics than the SNES. He'd even take me to Sears to try out Kid Chamleon and Fatal Labyrinth. He'd even call me in the room when a Genesis commercial came on. So, by October, I was demanding a Genesis.
November, I get so desperate I call my grandma and ask for a Genesis that day. She actually goes to the store and almost buys me one, but unfortunatly, my mom was at the same K-Mart and wouldn't let her. I was punished from TV for a week( except for my dad showing me Genesis commercials)
December. It's cold. I want a Genesis. I hear stories about Nintendo, and tell them there all wrong. They laugh. I learn my first swear from some kid saying the Genesis "sucks".
Christmas eve, I sit infront of the TV, waiting for the 11'0'clock news so I can get to bed(Dick Goddard demanding kids to go to bed for Santa is a Clevelanders only delight). I ask for the Genesis one more time before I go off to bed, i'm told the infamous" we'll see" and go to bed. I wake my 4-year old brother up, and ask him to ask for a Genesis, he doesn't seem to care, and fall backs to sleep. I go to bed, soon forgetting about Christmas and dream about my dogs running in a Sonic 2 commercial( don't ask how I somehow remember this).
Christmas morning, I walk down the steps, make a waffle, and sit and watch TV in the living room. The tree is strewn with gifts, but i'm used to the rule of waiting for everyone to get up first before gifts can be opened. ( I declare NEVER to subject my future kids to that torture). Soon, I get tired of waiting and poke my brother so he cries and wakes up the whole house. We get in the living room, and I run for the huge box in the middle, but i'm told not to touch that one yet. I open random gifts of clothes, tapes, and some dinosaur book. Then, there were two presents left, the big box and some small thing on the side.
I go for the big box again, but I get the smaller one shoved in my face. I open it hastily, and out pops a second party Genesis controller! I automaticly jump up and down screaming that the "Big Box is the Genesis!". I get so excited that I start hitting my brother, who was sitting on my moms lap. He starts crying, and I have to get a TIME OUT. The worst possible time for one! I sit on the couch, staring at the box, just wanting to rip the fucker open. Eventually, my brother calms down, and i'm allowed back to the tree. I rip open the box, and there it was. A Genesis 2 and Sonic 2. I shoved it my dads face asking him to set it up. He did so, and I played Sonic 2 within seconds of him saying he was done. I just sat amazed at Sonic and Tails jumping out of the screen. The only other game experince I had was playing the 2600. I never thought about it as one being better, but just diffrent.
Within day one of trying out all the modes, and learning that the controller you have has to be plugged into the right spots for it to work, and getting to act 2 of Chemical Plant Zone, I was beat. Course, a quick 2 hour nap had me playing again at 2 AM, with the sound down. I still was never caught with climbing out of bed in the middle of the night.
Oh yeah, I also got Bart Vs. the Space Mutants that day( me being a Simpsons fanatic), but it was quickly sold a few days later for R.B.I. Baseball '93 and BattleToads.
I know I wasn't the only kid that cried when they realized that Bart's voice was done by a girl.
Back to my LORE, the next few years were full of ridicule at school for having a Genesis instead of a SNES. I didn't care, I was playing World of Illusion( and almost beating it everytime) and Kid Chamleon, so they could screw them selves.
Over the years, I got new systems, new intrests, but I never sold my Genesis. It was my friend when shitty things happend in my life.
" Your aunt just died Vince"
*cries, then plays TaleSpin, then feels a bit better*
There was a 5 year peroid of having NO new Genesis games. I hadn't really found out about the wonders of Funcoland, and no one was donating Genesis game to the Goodwill/Thriftstore, so I concentrated on PS1 and Gameboy for a while. I eventually boxed up my Genesis*GASP*, losing intrest.
But one day in mid 2002, my brother decided to set it up again in the basement. I had about 30 something games with it. By this time, Funcoland was around my house. I went into the Funcoland and grabbed a copy of Ristar, and it slowely started coming back to me. Now, i'm up to 89 games as of right now. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Thanks Sega, for making a great system, thats helped me through out the last 8+ years of my life.
It was the year 1993. From September on, I had asked my dad for a SNES, because I used to hear about Nintendo at preschool ,and wanted to be one of the "cool" kids. But my dad instead would just explain that the Genesis had better graphics than the SNES. He'd even take me to Sears to try out Kid Chamleon and Fatal Labyrinth. He'd even call me in the room when a Genesis commercial came on. So, by October, I was demanding a Genesis.
November, I get so desperate I call my grandma and ask for a Genesis that day. She actually goes to the store and almost buys me one, but unfortunatly, my mom was at the same K-Mart and wouldn't let her. I was punished from TV for a week( except for my dad showing me Genesis commercials)
December. It's cold. I want a Genesis. I hear stories about Nintendo, and tell them there all wrong. They laugh. I learn my first swear from some kid saying the Genesis "sucks".
Christmas eve, I sit infront of the TV, waiting for the 11'0'clock news so I can get to bed(Dick Goddard demanding kids to go to bed for Santa is a Clevelanders only delight). I ask for the Genesis one more time before I go off to bed, i'm told the infamous" we'll see" and go to bed. I wake my 4-year old brother up, and ask him to ask for a Genesis, he doesn't seem to care, and fall backs to sleep. I go to bed, soon forgetting about Christmas and dream about my dogs running in a Sonic 2 commercial( don't ask how I somehow remember this).
Christmas morning, I walk down the steps, make a waffle, and sit and watch TV in the living room. The tree is strewn with gifts, but i'm used to the rule of waiting for everyone to get up first before gifts can be opened. ( I declare NEVER to subject my future kids to that torture). Soon, I get tired of waiting and poke my brother so he cries and wakes up the whole house. We get in the living room, and I run for the huge box in the middle, but i'm told not to touch that one yet. I open random gifts of clothes, tapes, and some dinosaur book. Then, there were two presents left, the big box and some small thing on the side.
I go for the big box again, but I get the smaller one shoved in my face. I open it hastily, and out pops a second party Genesis controller! I automaticly jump up and down screaming that the "Big Box is the Genesis!". I get so excited that I start hitting my brother, who was sitting on my moms lap. He starts crying, and I have to get a TIME OUT. The worst possible time for one! I sit on the couch, staring at the box, just wanting to rip the fucker open. Eventually, my brother calms down, and i'm allowed back to the tree. I rip open the box, and there it was. A Genesis 2 and Sonic 2. I shoved it my dads face asking him to set it up. He did so, and I played Sonic 2 within seconds of him saying he was done. I just sat amazed at Sonic and Tails jumping out of the screen. The only other game experince I had was playing the 2600. I never thought about it as one being better, but just diffrent.
Within day one of trying out all the modes, and learning that the controller you have has to be plugged into the right spots for it to work, and getting to act 2 of Chemical Plant Zone, I was beat. Course, a quick 2 hour nap had me playing again at 2 AM, with the sound down. I still was never caught with climbing out of bed in the middle of the night.
Oh yeah, I also got Bart Vs. the Space Mutants that day( me being a Simpsons fanatic), but it was quickly sold a few days later for R.B.I. Baseball '93 and BattleToads.
I know I wasn't the only kid that cried when they realized that Bart's voice was done by a girl.
Back to my LORE, the next few years were full of ridicule at school for having a Genesis instead of a SNES. I didn't care, I was playing World of Illusion( and almost beating it everytime) and Kid Chamleon, so they could screw them selves.
Over the years, I got new systems, new intrests, but I never sold my Genesis. It was my friend when shitty things happend in my life.
" Your aunt just died Vince"
*cries, then plays TaleSpin, then feels a bit better*
There was a 5 year peroid of having NO new Genesis games. I hadn't really found out about the wonders of Funcoland, and no one was donating Genesis game to the Goodwill/Thriftstore, so I concentrated on PS1 and Gameboy for a while. I eventually boxed up my Genesis*GASP*, losing intrest.
But one day in mid 2002, my brother decided to set it up again in the basement. I had about 30 something games with it. By this time, Funcoland was around my house. I went into the Funcoland and grabbed a copy of Ristar, and it slowely started coming back to me. Now, i'm up to 89 games as of right now. And I wouldn't have it any other way.
Thanks Sega, for making a great system, thats helped me through out the last 8+ years of my life.