This blog is to be a daily journal of my adventures on the Starcraft 2 ladder system as I attempt to learn to improve my gameplay from Bronze level to as high as I can get. I'm new to Starcraft 2, I played the beta for a bit and then took a two year break and am just now returning and trying to become a decent player!
Now, just as everyone else, I had to start with placement matches! FIVE of them. After a few minutes of hovering my mouse over the "quick match" button and trying to convince myself not to queue up (I think it's called ladder anxiety or something like that), I finally just said "to heck with it" and queued up! It didn't take long for me to get a match and my journey began!
Game One
Game One was me (Terran) against a Protoss player. I'm pretty confident this is my worst matchup, so I immediately decided this was a BRILLIANT start! The game begins and I immediately set my workers to mine and built another and....the game ends. My opponent just up and left! I took it upon myself to inquire about my opponent's inexplicable departure and the only response I got was silence.
Right. Okay then. I guess we'll move on to game two...
Game Two
Game Two was against a Zerg. Confidence has always been my weak point when it comes to this game. I never feel confident in my units and my play, so I tend to second guess myself a lot and this causes me to hesitate when I shouldn't, withdraw when I should advance and deliberate on courses of action rather than simply do them! I know this about myself and I'm working on it but it becomes extremely apparent when I play against Zerg because I have this NIGHTMARE that every time I leave my base, I'll find a veritable parade of Zerglings tearing through my expansion(s) and base(s) like reckless tourists who know they won't be cleaning up their own mess.
It was evident during this game too. I spend the majority of my time sitting just outside my main base in my natural expansion, letting my marines chat with one another about guns and women, or smokes...or the consistency of scorpion droppings in the desert or whatever else it is that a bunch of ex-convicts-turned-marines men would talk about when there's nothing to shoot at. Meanwhile my Zerg opponent just happily expands away. By the time I decide to move out, my Marines take five steps out of my base and are met by an avalanche of rolling banelings, marathon running zerglings and brutish roaches. I do what anyone would have done in my shoes, I stimmed and ran like mad in the opposite direction, hoping to let my tanks clear the banelings while my Marines found a bush to hide in or something.
My operation was more-or-less successful and my Marines emerged from their leafy fortress once the banelings were lying in puddles of their own acid. I managed to clean up most of the attack and decided it was time for a counter assault!
My push forward was moderately successful as I scanned to clear creep tumors and eventually made my way to my opponent's third base. Tanks SIEGE! Marines STIM! ENGAGE! The hatchery proved a not-so-difficult opponent and crumbled relatively quickly but my tired and (now drugged) units didn't celebrate for long before a similar composition as before came kicking in the back door. A few seconds of dancing, running, shooting, sliding, shooting up and yelling occurred as Zerg and Terran corpses and wreckage began to litter the field. In the end, my opponent vanquished by vanguard force and avenged the death of his hatchery.
The game went back and forth like this for about twenty minutes until it came down to Broodlords and Infestors against Marines, Tanks and Vikings. I finally decided to throw in the towel when my opponent was cleaning up what remained of my fifth (and only remaining source of minerals) base. So, game two goes down as a hard fought defeat. Bitter.
Games Three, Four and Five
I'm putting these games together for the sake of brevity, as there was nothing overly exciting about them. I beat one Terran opponent who went bio against my tank and viking build, lost to a Protoss player that got extremely fast colossi and overwhelmed my measly viking count and lost to a Terran player who went bio and dropped about every twenty seconds.
All said and done, I went 2-2 with a free victory at the start. Time to see my placement!!
Silver?!
So, I placed in Silver League (no idea how) as opposed to my expected Bronze League. Well...hm. I guess I should be changing the slogan to "from Silver to Success" or something but...nah, I'll stick with Bronze to brazen, it sounds better and is still probably more accurate.
I'll eventually get better at the blog editing and you'll see pictures and other pretty things around these pages but for now, that's the end of day one!
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