
Speed kills coming down the mountain
Speed kills coming down the street
Speed kills with presence of mind and
Speed kills if you know what I mean
- “The People That We Love,” by Bush
I was not a Sonic fan.
Allow me to quantify this. The only Sega system I have ever owned was a Game Gear, though I’ve been lucky enough to live in a household that had a Dreamcast and have played it extensively. When I was growing up, I was a Nintendo kid: early on, the NES and SNES of my cousin Mark was bequeathed upon me following his death, beginning my lifelong obsession with all things gaming.
Even now, that SNES (though utterly nonfunctional from years of possibly abusive overuse) remains a treasured possession. It currently occupies a space on one of the end-tables by my bed; a bizarre conversation piece serving as testament to my wasted youth. But lacking the resources to have both the dominant systems of the era, I got dragged by circumstance into that first and most bitter of the console wars: Sega vs. Nintendo, Genesis vs. SNES, and perhaps most importantly, Sonic vs. Mario. While history paints the outcome as quite apparent, and perhaps inevitable given Sega’s constant fumbles(the abysmal Sega CD, the unjustly maligned Saturn, and the rightfully mourned Dreamcast), at the time it seemed a very real possibility that the Blue Blur would crush the world’s favorite Italian stereotype into the ground.
I never had an interest in checking to see if the grass really was greener on the other side. Despite my love of all things furry, Sonic simply didn’t seem interesting to my young mind. Hell, I didn’t even care that much about Mario, to be frank: I’ve never even owned a copy of Super Mario World. As far as I was concerned, Nintendo’s flagship character was(and to my mind, remains) Kirby. The console war was something I thought about only vaguely: my side had been picked by chance, and I was kind of okay with whatever happened as long as I got to keep playing. At some point in my teen years I picked up Sonic Adventure for my Gamecube and found it a fun diversion, but nothing warranting the hype: I simply couldn’t see why people cared about a hyperactive ground mammal with a bad dye-job.
Ironically, it would take one of the biggest disasters in console history to make me see why people cared about Sonic, and to make me care as well.
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