Loved that game ... first learned to play it when a couple of friends of mine decided I'd be easy bait in a multi-player game ... I got slaughtered.
Three sessions later, they were horrified to hear 5 minutes into the game ... "We're ready, master." Not bad for a girl...
Level 5 Ogre Mages in five minutes ... all three of them got slaughtered by moi. <evil sadistic laugh cue>
Aaahhhhh... I miss those days. Back then, the most dreadful thing you could hear as an Orc player was the sound of a bell tolling (For Whom the Bell Tolls by Metallica, anyone?) ... which meant one of your deathknights got exorcised.
Starcraft has it's own charm. It still gives me the sniffles thinking about how Tassadar sacrificed himself and the Gantrithor... and ppor Raynor!
Here's hoping that harridan Kerrigan gets what she deserves in Starcraft 2 ... a Yamato Gun bolt right up the kisser.
Now if you'll excuse me ... I've got some filthy humans to send back into the Portal ... in as many pieces as possible...