I played, one year ago, a game that I will never forget, for it was more than just a game. AP 10th grade history class- and in this class, everyone had an opinion, and everone had an enemy faction. I am staunchly Jewish, 100%, and Zionist, and behind me sat an Aghgan boy who was very proud of Osama and Ahmadenijad in Iran. (I don't hate all Arabs, but this kid said the Jew-pizza joke right to my face as we covered the Holocaust and laughed, so, yes, I did hate him badly.) He made racial slurs, and hated all Jews, and is a Holocaust denial Arab. Behind me, sat a black boy, and he had some issues with others. Mexicans stuck together, and disliked myself and the Asians; the Asians were rather xenophobic, and would hardly talk to you, albeit civily, if you were not Asian. So off we went to war, mostly along racial lines, with scores to settle. Every move was a political statement. I was England, Arab boy France, and I used a naval blitz to cush him like a bug and roll to 14 centers. Turkey, headed by a "gamer" boy whom most everyone liked, roared to match me, and it looked like a Us vs. USSR type showdown. But damn Italy! Stubborn, her leader, a preppy girl, wanted peace for all, which I said I would declare- after the Arab was defeated. Even offered to give up some land to her to show this was personal, not a land grab. But no. She supported France, and I was stymied as everyone came down upon me. Had I not been England with a fleet of 10 and been, forgive me, rather deft with my manuvuering, all might have been lost. But
............... I did save 6 centers before the game was drawn, and the never touched the Motherland.
So I just now, a few weeks ago, took over in World history class for a friend of mine, who needed the wxtra credit that came with survival. Trouble is, she was Italy, with three centers, no navy to speak of, and had lost Venice and Piedmont. All neighbors coming in. I had to use all my diplomatic pressure on France, which was hard for me, because when I played that game a year ago, I had so many units, gunboat diplomacy was good enough, and I could focus on tactics. Now, I had to pressure this raw, undecicive yet controlling French leader. I had to peer over his shoulder, to check his orders as he wrote them. I had to cheat just a tad, but it worked, I stymeid a stampeding Turkey (oh, the look on his face, he was a friend of mine who had sworn to crush me because he hated the friend I'd helped), and saved the day, Rome and Naples for Italy, saving my friends grade, and redeeming myslef in the eyes of myself and everyone else.
Sorry for the rant, but it was HUGE where I was.
Any other stories?