So I over the last week I started to concrete my build against all races, the speedling/bane/muta/infestor. I watched many Idra replays and tried to absorb as much knowledge as possible, a good amount stuck, and for a week I went from 37 silver to rank 4, wining many games, losing only a few. I got lucky against many zergs, being able to win those pesky mirror matches pretty easily, and those protoss? Banelings make those little timing pushes a waste of a lot of protoss gas. Terrans have always been my strong match up, when I played terran and now as a zerg, I would let them get their bio ball and pick off their siege tanks and watch the health of marines plummet into the damn ground as they over stim to deal with my mutas before pushing in and using banelings and infestor to kill them off.. I also started to do some minor tourneys almost daily, I figure its good practice and I can’t lose any ladder points.
This brings us to today, a day which will live in infamy, as the day my cherished old blocky 90's keyboard was broken, and the day that I began to terran. Many of you might say "yeah of course Terrans are feared it’s the only complete race derpherpderp" well yeah that can be true but many of the people I’ve been playing and losing to I knew I was better than.
The day started out as most do for me, joined a game and the guy instantly quit because he saw my name, giving me free ladder point to pad my pocket.
Second game was a zvz, I fell flat on my face going for the ling/bane/muta play, but my opponent ling/bane/roach’s me and I got screwed over big time. I can shrug off my first few losses, it’s no big deal since am just brushing off the dust and getting back into the game.
My third game was yet another loss was some simple zealot rush mixed with some BM, I shrugged off after giving the guy some choice words. Cheese will happen its part of the game, and it teaches me how to tweak my game.
My next game began the night long irritation that would fester in me for a long time. I played a terran, thinking this is the match up I can pride myself on the most, knowing that I can just macro up and win easy, going with my patented 14 pool/gas into a 21 expand. I had about 18 lings out when suddenly a wild terran appears and uses all-in bio hellion, and guess what, it was super fucking effective. I couldn’t even bring a hellion down due to the scvs repairing them. This got me irritated, since I know I should have had banelings and more lings out, I macro'd too hard and my scouting was utter shit, which annoys me since I hate losing I game since I made too many drones, since its such a oxymoron, losing because you wanted to make more money? seems odd, plus I know for a fact that if I had 10 more lings and 5 or so banelings would’ve rolled over his hellions and scvs and made mince meat of the small bio, or if I scouted more I could’ve known that he had hellion and tech'd to roaches 5 minutes before hand and made his hellions ineffective.
My next two games were both zvz I lost because of premature explosions, and this annoys me to no end. Both times the zerg was on the ropes; he only had 20 or so lings defending and has little drones due to me getting into his expo. But when my banelings roll on in, of curse BOTH times the palm of my hand hits the X key, detonating them and making them utterly pointless, I lost all my lings both times and both times the enemy had enough to just stomp on me right after. This happening once I can deal with, shit happens I just need to roll with it. But 2 in a row, I need to remap that shit or something because it’s pissing me off.
The next 3 games are when the thor/banshee begins to make me want to stab blizzard. My first game I begin macroing like a champ. making sure to equalize my lings/banelings and drones. I get my mutas and harass, seeing missile turrets and thinking he just dumped money into something he didn’t need to. I kept macroing taking my 3rd and 4ths slowly because am still playing like a zerg terran. When he finally creeps out of his base, I already have 10 infesters, a nice 20 balls of mutas and 0 lings, but no banelings. I try and flank him with the lings while mutas hit from the side and infesters are supposed to be in front with the banelings (the death summit as I call it). But surprise, no banelings get off a few fungal before my infesters die, my lings don’t do shit since they melt because the fungal didn’t melt the bio/banshee, and my mutas run head on into missile and die. This is when I began to get more then annoyed. I know I need banelings, they can kill everything except the banshees that were in the ball, yet I wanted the gas for more mutas, even though I had my 20, I angrily left, and just decided to go into the next game, cursing out some anger, hoping it would make me feel better.
The next was a damn Thor rush; I could see it a mile away, just let it happen, no banelings, just zerglings and drones. I just watched as 2 thorns too out my lings and didn’t lose any health. This is when I began to bum the shit out of this guy, which am not proud of (if your reading this dude am sorry, I not a fan of BM but that shits annoying). This is also the point where I wanted to exert my physical dominance over inanimate objects, such as keyboards, old mice, tables, and other things. I bashed my it’s on my old keyboard, and grumbled as I found my next match. Another terran. At this point I would’ve picked anything over this, hell I would’ve rather dealt with a cannon rush since then at least I could just gg early and get on with my life. I macro'd up rather well for what my state my mind was in, and I poked into his base, seeing nothing out of the ordinary, until I sent my early warning ling out and I saw his expo was a PF. This sent a few bells ringing; only noobs and someone who wants to hide something go for a PF. I grabbed some spore crawlers just in case this was the case, and I got my nice little ling/bane/muta/infestor ball out, taking some slow expos. When he engaged my banelings ran him over, my lings cleaned up and my mutas were still good to roll, I went to his expo, and promptly lost all but4 of my 25 mutas. I had to remacro my entire damn army again, which was hard enough since I was low on gas from making 40 banelings. He was able to get another army out, and began to harass my expos and main with nukes/Vikings/banshees and drops, I lost many lings/mutas and supply to this, and then he moved out, but I of course made more banelings and barely cleaned him up. And of course what happens...mass marine, the going f*cking mass marine. I left, and promptly broke a good keyboard in thirds, I couldn’t clean him u, so many times it was stupid mistakes that entire game, not throwing down IT and not injecting enough late game meant that I had screwed myself out of a win. I don’t even remember my last game, I tried to 6pool and he got a block up and then I just raged out.
So that been today, just losses onto of losses onto of losses, going back down to rank 13, which is what I was before last weekend. I erased a lot of points and broke a nostalgic keyboard, and now I get to go to bed pissed off, knowing that tomorrow am going to have to get back on and do it all over again, or I won’t get any good at this game. Sorry if this came off as a sad post, up until today I was doing awesome, played 2 games a day and only lost around 3 the entire week, felt great to finally start understanding zerg more, but I still have a long way to go.
I'll try to keep wiring, hopefully you all will be able to read about me improving and getting back into the top 8 tomorrow or later this week. Also on a side note, if any of you play Zerg and to help me out, I usually always have sc2 up, just leave your ID and code in the comments below, any help at all is greatly appreciated.
And of course, I shall leave you all with....bacon.
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