I've written about this in other posts, but as incredible as the Dreamcast was, it was kinda no fun to own one when it was on the market. At least, in my experience...
I endured relentless bullying from friends and classmates, questioning my intelligence for spending money on the console and games. Had friends tell me to my face that they couldn't see a difference between NFL 2K and Madden '99 on the PS1. Had another friend question my sexual orientation after I showed him Space Channel 5. The list goes on
Plus, most stores around me didn't carry Dreamcast games or accessories, and most rental shops didn't rent them, either! The only way for me to reliably pick up new games was to go out of my way to the only FuncoLand in the area and pre-order the titles I wanted. In many cases, that would be the only copy the store would receive. And I had to cross my fingers and hope that the game would actually be worth the cash, since I couldn't rent it or try it out for myself, beforehand.
It's kind of a minor miracle that I ended up liking the Dreamcast as much as I did. But the anti-hype and fanaticism against it at the time were very real
Back on topic...
No moment in my gaming life lives up to the night we brought home a Nintendo 64. I had seen 3D games in arcades and played a PlayStation once or twice, but firing up Shadows of the Empire in my living room and watching the Snowspeeders on Hoth look like they were about the fly right out of the TV and into my living room (complete with John Williams's soundtrack!) was a knock-me-on-my-butt moment that I've never been able to repeat