This morning I woke up at 1am with a pirate's hangover (Let's just say I was drinking on "stranger tides" on Sunday). After doing my usual routine My nephew joined me for a few 4v4 randoms. If you have read any of my previous posts you will know that my now-nine-year-old nephew is terrible at starcraft. But this morning, he was not playing like a 9 year old at all. He actually had good macro, for the first ten minutes of the game he always had less than 400 minerals. I was so proud, but what truly made me smile was this:
And now here is us attempting to take out our last remaining foe. It did not work though, for his carriers simply retreated out of range of the marines but kept them within his own carriers' killing range.
This did not bother us in the slightest, for when he attacked our bases, his base was undefended, allowing me to finish him off with a few remaining marines.