Did it ever happen to you to love a game not because the game is great but because the first time you've played it, it was a great moment of your life? For example:
Psychic 5: I think that i was 14 years old when i first played that game. It was an arcade at the spanish hotel of that year's summer trip.
First, those holidays were great, i was only interested in swimming in the pools and in the sea, eating pizzas and playing videogames. At the beginning, the game didn't really interested me that much but one day, there was that german guy who was apparently on his last day at the hotel and he completed the game with only 3 coins, i stayed beside him all the way, i was amazed. During the rest of the holidays, i've spent most of my pocket money in that arcade. When we came back in belgium, we (with my bro) have tried to find Psychic 5 for amiga. I've checked a lot of game listings, called shops and finally gave up. Until one day, years later, someone told me about Mame and it's huge list of compatible games. I quicly jumped to the letter P and i found it. It was outstanding to hear those musics again and to find back those characters. Since then, i'm pretty much devoted to emulation and retro-gaming.
Another world: I was 17 years old and i was getting my amiga games via a neighbour. He had a deal with someone who was receiving all that was being released for amiga. You could buy a magazine and spot any soft, demo or game, the guy had it. Every friday, i was spending my evening in my friend's bedroom, copying his copies while testing with him the latests news.
It was always a great time, all the excitement around the new stuff. But one of those evenings has been way better then the others. That day, we received "Another world". When all the copies were done, it was already late and i had to get back home, we didn't have the time to give it a try.
As i was walking back to my parent's house, a huge storm was about to start. It was the moment before, when you can feel electricity in the air. There was wind and lightning without thunder, you could hear stuff like empty cans flying in the street. The storm only started when i was already back in my bedroom. The first thing i did was to insert the disk 1 of the game in my amiga 500 and to watch the intro in the dark.
Amazing coincidence, it also starts with wind and lighting, just before the experiment completes and throws us into... another world! The game and the storm together, man that's a night i will always remember.
I have plenty of other stories like that but those two are the ones that have marked me the most. And you, are there also games that you still play/love not only because they're great but because they are linked to a great remembrance?