I played one VERY memorable game of it in my sophomore year if High School for World History...
Me leading England vs. the Map as a sort of Anglo-Napoleon...
I crushed this Arab kid as France who poked fun at Jews--he and I were always ahving at it, sometimes we kidded, sometimes not...still, kidding about the Holocaust as a non-Jew isn't the smartest thing to do and we being teens weren't the most mature about it, I'm sure--and was rolling...
10 centers!
12!
14!
We're taking over Eruope!
France is holed up in Portugal...if Italy jsut lets me get him, I can end this thing at 15, him dead and gone, and drawing with Turkey, Italy, and Germany in a GREAT draw where England's clearly ahead...
BUT NO! :O
Italy won't let me take him out!
She's a preppy-girl, self-righteous, and INSISTS that's unfair!
I point out she just sort of allowed AUSTRIA to die between herself and Turkey...
No dice!
I point out this is me drawing at 15 on a stalemate line rather than going for a win...
No dice!
I point out this guy made a pizza joke about the Holocaust...
No dice!
I spend THREE YEARS, 6 TURNS trying to take Portugal...she holds it EACH TIME!
:O
By now, NOTHING is working!
We started 1910--to get it closer to 1914, as this was for WWI study--and NOW it's 1917...
And this has been going on now for TWO WEEKS worth of classes, and has led to some pretty heated in-class fights between friends--one or two I and Turkey and others may have, erm, "helped along" for political reasons--and by this point, our rookie, first-year teacher has figured out MAYBE allowing teens in the middle of their High School years to essentially have free reign to air every last wrong and grievance for two weeks in a game that WAS FOR CREDIT GAIN and ZERO-SUM--ie, the fewer teams/countries in, the more points the REST of us would get towards our grade--wasn't the best idea.
So, "the US is entering the war now!" ie, "I am taking control of the other nations...surrender now or it's your nation (now whittled to about 8 units) vs. the Map!"
I, being a stubborn ass to the last and embodying the "don't quit while you're ahead" figure of Napoleon...say no.
:p
And so yeah...this leads to my having to play him at my LUNCH, with folks coming hoping to see me get my ass handed to me...
I'm just hoping he forgets about Portugal and comes after me so I can wipe out that kid's last unit and sue for peace...nope.
So at 6 I sue for peace and that was the end of it...
I had a Napoleonic end, beaten in a Waterloo--though they never COULD touch England itself, THAT was so well defended with fleets it'd take years just to crack...
Italy got to go on to a better college than me and remain self-righteous and pompous...
France got as much credit as my team, where he almost died off and we had 14 at one point and were a successful-Russian-invasion (see, I WAS Napoleon, short, pompous, not knowing better than to stretch myself across Russia!) and Portugal away from total victory...which angered me...
Turkey, who was laid back the whole time, goes to an amazing school now, was and is sensationally smart and popular, got a great SAT score, and will likely make more money than the rest of us in that class put together...
Germany moved to Arizona shortly thereafter, first saying "You should've told me! I would've totally helped you!" causing me to facepalm once more, as she was a darkhorse who no one trusted...she's probably at a good school now too, she was sharp enough for one...
And Russia and Austria WERE friends before the game, had a huge argument in-game as Turkey and I got them to slit their throats...and I have no idea what happened to them other than they were far less happy in the aftermath that I know of than before that game, and neither really were too happy when I saw them before graduation a few years ago, either, so yeah...this game did not bode well for them, all-around.
RIGHT after that game, literally, that night, when it ended, I think I joined up here.
And the rest is long-winded, Shakespearean-soliloquy-length history! :D