The continuation of the saga between our two valiant heroes took place on the dusty alleys of Heartbreak Ridge, an appropriate arena for yet another match in the duo's eight year long history. "Emperor of cheese?", Yellow questioned, as his scouting drone found Boxer's barracks hidden behind his nat. Yes, he would know about that, for years ago, he had been the victim of bunker rushes, SCV all ins, proxy raxes, you name it. Boxer could only smile to himself, for today, he had prepared something different, as seen when he started a factory and an expansion soon after.

In response, Yellow began a hydra den off of 2 hatcheries, looking to fool boxer into overcommitting to defense while droning up and surprising him with 3 hatch mutas. As the mutas spawned and made their way to Boxer's main, they were, unfortunately, spotted by a couple of vultures, but arrived in Boxer's main before the completion of turrets anyway. There, they unleashed their fury on Boxer's units, raining glaive wurms upon anything that moved. It looked as if the game might end here, but Boxer eventually built up enough goliaths, and Yellow's classic overaggressive play proceeded to lose him a lot of mutas before he flew to safety.


The game then proceeded with both players macroing up, Yellow taking a 4th base and heading towards hive, and Boxer harassing with lots of vultures. The vultures did some pretty good damage, hitting Yellow's third base for a good number of drones, and catching a bunch of them maynarding to the 4th, and in the meantime, Boxer established a third base and planted mines everywhere.

With hive tech out, and a 5th base coming up, Yellow seemed to be in a pretty commanding position, having shrugged off Boxer's last attempts at vulture harass. Sadly, he had elected to go for a combination of hydras, lurkers and defilers, a poor choice against mech compared to the usual hydra muta mix. An attack at Boxer's third was stopped cold by siege tanks and goliaths, and the following drop on Boxer's main, despite some minor success was similarly negated.


Insisting on his old, obsolete ways, Yellow continued with his swarm, hydralurk usage with increasingly poor results, even suiciding a whole group of lurkers into a handful of mines and tanks for no absolutely no damage, prompting Boxer to thank him for his efforts. With Boxer slowly but surely spreading his influence across the map, expanding across the top side, things were starting to look bleak for Yellow, especially with his 5th gas base constantly being taken out.


After losing a tonne of hydras, lings, lurkers and defilers in more suicidal attacks into Boxer's defensive set ups, Yellow finally wised up and spawned some mutas. However, whatever minor damage they did, before irradiate and 3/3 goliaths cleaned them up, was unable to pull Yellow back from the massive lead that Boxer possessed. A couple of minutes later, Yellow GGed as his minerals dried out, and his final army drenched the battlefield in pools of alien blood.

With that, the duel was over, and yet as they walked away, both players, and indeed us as fans could only think of one thing - when and how, and on what turf they would meet again, for as we all know, Starcraft's greatest rivalry never gets old, and even a showmatch like this between Lim and Hong made the entire event worth watching.