One time, way back when I was a kid and I owned a Sega Master System, I went to the local video rental store with my Dad, which also rented video games out and coincidentally, was the reason I went there a lot. We saw Sonic Spinball and I thought it looked really cool, for some reason I remember that box-art looking pretty bad ass, like... maybe a little darker than the original Sonic games, so I thought I needed to check it out, let's get that one!
Well, I kind of in the back of my head knew that it was a Mega Drive game, I could tell by the cartridge, I silently questioned whether I would be able to play it on my Master System, kind of already knowing I wouldn't be able, but for some reason I took it home anyway to find out that of course, I could. I think about that day a lot as an adult. Why did I decide to take home a game I knew wouldn't work on my console? Maybe it was just the fact that I was so excited to play a new Sonic game, maybe I thought my Dad knew better, I don't know... but it's a day I think back on with a sense of confusion.
Why am I telling you this? Because that story is probably worth reading more so than anything about this game. It's boring, the end.