Racing my Dad in Atari 2600's Grand Prix.
Playing my Dad in a nightly game of Hockey for the NES. I never had the fat guy on my team.
A promise from my parents that they'd buy me a Genesis (brand new at the time) if I saved up half the money, and realizing just how much yard work you'd have to do to save up $75. And then playing Sonic for seven days straight after I finally got it.
Apparently I need to give Pops a ring tonight and reminisce.