BUTTONPALM. For two decades this has been my reliable win-it-or-lose-it strategy for Beat-Em-Ups. The Controller doesn’t thank me for it, but if I wanted to know its feelings I wouldn’t have cut out its tounge/rumblepack. Street Fighter II brings about strange memories of frustration and whimsy; whenever I used to go visit my cousins we’d gather around their fancy new Sega Mega Drive and seven of us would take it in turns, winner stays on. It’s mixed with frustration as I never won the required two rounds in a row. So why now, some 15 years later, am I going…