A bit of a lull in my Become a Legend adventures. If my BaL career was a boat, it’d be bobbing in the water with its sails hanging limp. Since last time, I’ve only played a few more training matches with my new club, Tottenham. The matches didn’t go well and I’m still in the reserves.
I’m kind of back where I was near the start of playing the mode. I don’t just mean in the sense of having to play my way out of the reserves with a new club. I’ve been playing a few other games (see below). At the moment I feel curiously detached from BaL, from PES2009, and from football games full stop. I feel a disconnect with the action out there on the pitch. I spent large chunks of these training matches (only three of them, admittedly) just turning on the spot and going on aimless runs. I’m seeing far less of the ball than I did with Portsmouth. Perhaps all of this is partly due to being among better players at Tottenham.
I could tell rightwaway that they were better players. They passed it a lot better and lost it less often whilst dribbling. They even managed to get some crosses in.
SPEAKING OF CROSSES, ahem, I had this strange incident in one of the training matches. It was a rare sight of goal, only it wasn’t. I was making a run into the box anticipating the cross, and it came over. But I was sandwiched between two defenders, and the ball squirmed loose. Great, I thought. I can get to that loose ball and take a snapshot at goal. But my player went into this weird shuffling animation that I don’t remember seeing before in PES2009. Looking at it close-up, I thought it might be a defending animation – ?
Whatever it is, it’s damned odd—something like the kind of move Elvis Presley wasn’t allowed to do on TV in the 1950s:
(At the start of the replay the ball is just out of sight at the bottom of the screen. The focus is, as ever, on yours truly, whom I might as well have named Narcissus…)
Peculiar one, isn’t it? I was more intrigued than annoyed. I doubt I’d have scored anyway.
I’ve been playing a few other games, finding myself a little fatigued with PES2009 and with football games in general at the moment. It’s a measure of my addiction to football games that even when I’m disenchanted with ’em, I play ’em.
It’s partly habit, partly convenience. Football games fit in with my way of life. They can be played for 10 minutes or for three hours. They can be left for a day or a week, and resumed without any difficulties. There are no complex stories or fiddly controls to remember. I don’t have to remember that SELECT opens the inventory, or that I’m supposed to be fetching the Amulet of Ratbum from the Citadel of Dread for the Archduke of Plinth, and that kind of thing. I love those kinds of games—proper games—but I just don’t get the time needed to play them. Well, not very quickly anyway.
I’ve been playing my way through Valkyria Chronicles since January. I’m glad to say I have now finished it. It was one of those games where I watched the final credits all the way through, with reverence and goosebumps. It was worth every second of the 40 hours I spent playing it. (I left probably 5-10 hours of side-quests uncompleted.)
My next ‘proper’ game will probably be Lost Odyssey, but I might finally get around to Mass Effect. One latecomer that might leapfrog the pair of them is a PS2 title called Persona 3, a Japanese RPG that I’ve heard a lot about. Or possibly God Of War 2, which is still unplayed from my PS2 days, two years ago now. I loved the original God of War back in the day. Or there’s always Fallout 3. Or Assassin’s Creed. Or, or – I don’t know. I’ll see.