Yesterday I took a little bus journey away from Manchester to quaint little village called Stockport (see picture). And a very nice place it is too. My main objective was to see if I could get a cheap coat as my current one is no match for the British summer - continuous torrential rain. As ever, my Dreamcast scanner was running in background mode just in case something good turned up...
The initial outlook was bleak. After nearly an hour of aimless wandering around boring twatting clothes shops, I hadn't spotted a single games emporium...and then I turned a corner and saw a 'Gamestop.' Now, I now that this is an American chain of shops much like our own Gamestation so I literally sprinted into the place with high hopes of Dreamcast-related bargains aplenty. Alas, after clearing his greasy mop of hair from his eyes, the oil slick behind the counter grunted that they didn't stock Dreamcast stuff. Fuck, Fuck and indeed Fuck thrice.
A few minutes later I spotted a sign that marked the entrance to the promised land: Gamestation! Guess what...1 Fucking Dreamcast game!!!! I shit you not. That is the first time I have ever been into a Gamestation and been shocked at the lack of DC stuff...they didn't even have a customary ball of tangled up control pads hanging out of a dead tramp's pocket like they do in the two Gamestations near me. I left, dejected...walked straight past GAME (the mortal enemy of all Dreamcast owners), down a strange alleyway in search of a Chippy...and lo and behold there was a tiny independent games shop with no sign! I slowly pushed back the door to find a Gremlins curio shop-esque interior full of Xbox and PS2 stuff.
I ventured in deeper and found the tiniest selection of DC games imaginable...however as the old phrase goes - it's all about the quality and not the quantity. You see, what greeted me was Virtua Tennis 2, Daytona 2001, Crazy Taxi, Ecco, NBA 2K and Sega Bass Fishing. I picked up VT2, Daytona (both modelled by my friend, Mr Scribblehead - he's a real hit with the ladies by the way), NBA2K and Bass Fishing for under £20. Oh, and a rumble pack thing for a quid (modelled by a Gamecube - a friend of Mr Scribblehead and a bit of a useless waster). Bargainous I think you'll agree.
4 comments:
Nice finds. The only rumble pack I ever got my mitts on as a third-party one in America of all places.
Today's post seems to be highly influenced by Class 'AAAAYY's' and copious amounts of Hydes' bitter. Tsk! Is that the time? I'd better put all my clocks forward. (whirr, click, chug, chime, MAARRTYYY!)
lol. I'll ask my scottish housemate. But first I'll have to explain the concept of 'games' to him!
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