Six Poolers are too Cool for School
I believe that my opponent was random when this game started. I initially consider scouting my opponent, but then I decide that I want to go somewhat brainless 4 gate all in rush style, so scouting my opponent feels kind of pointless. Also, people who play random seem to often go for a cheesy style of play, so I choose to just concentrate on getting units out quickly. Maybe if he/she never gets scouted, they will think they have an advantage. My opponent helps continue this trend of cheesy random players by going for a 6 pool zergling rush build.
When my opponent’s zerglings reach my base, I am not ready for his/her attack. Even though I am not ready, I still half-smile to myself because I was anticipating some random opponent cheese. If I manage to hold off this early zergling attack though, the game should be mine for the taking. Still, zerglings running around in my base is not an ideal scenario.
My opponent decides to take down my cybernetics core first. I do not feel like this is nearly as valuable as my probes, but it does greatly delay my ability to get stalkers or a mothership core. My first zealot tries in vain to stop them.
I manage to clean up the first round of zerglings in my base and post a zealot at the entrance to my base. The expression if at first you don’t succeed, try try again comes to mind here, but I feel like that person wasn’t trying to beat zealots with zerglings.
Still, my opponent manages to force his way in to my base (I blame my zealot falling asleep at his post). During this time I have produced a mothership core and started working on warp gate research. My opponent does manage to take down a very unfortunate number of probes, but I realize that as long as he/she is not macroing behind this, then I should still be able to win.
Luckily, my opponent was not doing any sort of economic build up behind this. But let’s give him/her some credit here, they did build a queen. Also, drones are overrated from what I hear. My opponent sends me a warm farewell message, and then he/she bows out of the game. Maybe if I had just been a true gentlemen and lost this game like I was supposed to, we could have become best buddies. Alas…