Ok, so I've wrapped up my first GOTM, as well as my first game in Monarch. Happy to say I won, but the victory was an ugly one.
As reported in my AA report, I destroyed the Persians early, right before I slipped into the MA. My suicide galleys sank all the way through the MA (until the turn before Navigation), so I was isolated and alone for a very long time. As this was my first Monarch game, I figured my AI rivals would be bigger, stronger, richer and smarter than I. As I was in a good position to build in basic peace, I thought either a culture win or a space race win would be my best bets, and decided firlmy on space race as I missed out on too many early wonders due to my war with the X-man.
So, before the right before the IA starts, I'm finally introduced to everyone else in the world, and lo and behold, I'm waaaaaaay out in front. I lead in tech, power, points, the whole deal.
This is where my game gets ugly. Now that I see my score, see how productive I am, all of a sudden, a space race seems...
boring. That's when the ISA, or Invisible Seventh Advisor, popped up. You know him and his advise well: "Look how POWERFUL you are! You can CRUSH them all!!! Mwahahahahahaa!"
I listened, and I changed tactics. I would shoot for domination.
I entrenched myself on the other major continent by taking the Ottoman's last two cities. Easy enough, so from there it would be on to conquer 2nd place Greeks. I was confident that my advanced Modern Armor would cut through Alex's infantry, especially in the numbers I brought to his gates. I was wrong.
Alex put up a hell of a fight. The RNG Gods, who had favored me so during my AA war with the Persians had now foresaken me. The Greeks seemed to have an endless supply of infantry. My huge force of Modern Armor was reduced to almost half its original number during two very long, very disheartening tuns. I was victorious, yes, but at great cost. Long story short: My invasion of Greece stalls in its tracks only a third of the way through.
Successful yet unproductive war waged through the first half of the Modern Age. The world dispised me (good thing I had the UN). This was NOT the game I had originally planned on, and I knew damn well that the fault was completely mine.
I changed tactics, and abandoned my domination plans, returning to the original Space Race. In 1860, I launched the ship and won - Firaxis score: 3033. I was so frazzled that I forgot to save the game - d'oh! Now I'll have to wait until next month to actually submit my first game.
Next time, I plan on deciding on a tactic and STICKING to it, as I know I should do anyway.
Anyway, very enthusiastic thumbs up to the entire GOTM crew. Ugly as my playing was, it still re-kindled my interest in the game big-time. Thank you so much for a great tiime, and I look forward to playing next month.