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The PS2 is shaping up really nicely now. A few months ago doubts had begun to slowly sneak into the dark crevices of my brain, until from no where, Gran Turismo 3 turned up. And then Grand Theft Auto 3 made it's way into my gaming collection. And all of a sudden titles are coming in from everywhere. I've already pre-ordered Max Payne and Smackdown Just Bring It, and I also wouldn't mind a bit of Half Life, Soul Reaver 2, Airblade and SSX Tricky on the side.
This year has been...how shall I put this...dominated. With the N64 bringing out less games than the amount of times Maggie Thatcher brought out the best in other people, and Sega giving up on the Dreamcast (or was that last year?) Sony have just had to sit back and watch as sales of the PS2 heightened. However, I'm actually quite pleased to say, the Dreamcast continued to-and still does-bring out some quality games, while the N64 really just sat there, apart from the occasional moment when Mario and his friends came out of the dark hole they reside in. So overall, not a bad year, but 2002 will bring better.
Championship Manager. I got the newest edition today, and as usual with my family and new PC games, it didn't work. So my father went out to a local retailer (I swear to you that it was Special Reserve in Basildon, I have the receipt here to prove it,) and got a new CD-ROM Drive. Knowing that my dad has succesfully fitted computer accessories less times than President Clinton has actually slept in his wife's bed, I headed out for the day with my mates. We went up the high street and strangely enough, while most of my friends went to purchase a tasty-but-more-greasy-than-the-average-member-of-Slipknot meal of fish 'n' chips, myself and a couple of others went to the local bakery and treated ourselves to doughnuts, iced buns and gingerbread man. I was very pleased with the amusing comment I made later, in which I said, "Let us through, we're the pastry cru."
Anyway, back to the subject. I came home a little early, and my dad was srill swearing and ranting at this time. So I went and endulged myself in a little bit of crime on GTA3, before coming downstairs to my dad's rather annoying chants of, "Daddy got it to work! Daddy got it work!" So, I installed Champ Man 01/02, and started my season as Paris Saint-Germain. I don't think I'd have bought this game if it wasn't for the fact that 00/01 (in which I had a game that I was 21 years into_ had broken.
Was there many differences?? To be brutally honest, no. Actually, there was about as much difference to it's prequel than their is between normal Robinson's Orange Squash and Robinson's No Added Orange Squash. Yes you can compare players, but why would we want to do that? Is there really anyone so incompetent that they can't tell whether Rivaldo or Martin Keown is more suitable for their team? It's obvious-Rivaldo is one of the best in the world, while Martin Keown is a big girl's blouse.
So, what else is their?? Updated players...erm...uhhhh...well, nothing else really comes to mind. It's not even a sequel, it's just an update. Something I would much prefer to download from the Internet. Yes, there's no doubting that it's the definitive management sim out there, but they could at least update them every 2 years rather than 1.
Games=frustration, is a formula I worked out earlier today, as I plunged into the water on GTA3 after finding 3 new hidden packages and completing 2 new unique jumps. I'm guessing the large dent in my wooden desk proves this.
I have to admit it, the X-Box line-up is looking rather impressive. After watching an edition of GamePad today on Bravo (me thinks Violet Berlin wasn't asked to present the show because of her gaming knowledge) I had a nice look at some of the forthcoming delights on Microsoft's box of wonders (be it the size of a red mark Roy Keane once gave to an innocent referee or not,)and it did tempt to me. However, money is a problem. Although, when isn't it?
My stomach just made a strange noise...in fact, no, it was the CD-ROM. Although that's more worrying...nope, it seems fine now. It seems to me that some electrical made products have a life of their own...like the time In Cold Blood magically got itself lost.
Well, I think that's enough bantering for tonight. I hope you all enjoyed it, and although you probably didn't, at least I succeeded in getting you to take a few minutes of your precious lives for reading this. Thank you for that. I expect I'll talk about games again soon, but at the moment I'm content with dissing NOM, and the mindless slobs that work there.
Thanks for reading, Ant.
PS-Sorry about all the similes. I'm currently suffering from a illness called Similitus, which is about as harmful as a fish and a pair of multi-coloured handcuffs, which I happened to win in a scratchcard competition. Lovely.
me thinks Violet Berlin wasn't asked to
> present the show because of her gaming knowledge
No, her gaming knowledge isn't the MAIN reason why Bravo hired her...
You'll have to read the Digitiser columns to find that.
(Page 481 on teletext - she takes it in turns with Tony Mott and Stuart Campell to banter about something or other at weekends).
Anyways, WELL DONE!
Nice bantering.
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Only joking, thanks for comments.