So it’s the end of November and I’m still playing PES2010. I’ve played it for the whole month, with great enjoyment, with love, with something like the old fire of years gone by. That doesn’t yet mean the game is a success in PES terms. A successful PES game should last all year round. It should feel as fresh and immersive in the late summertime—with the next PES just around the figurative corner—as it did back in the wintertime. That’s the golden standard that ISS/PES got us used to for many years, and it’s the standard I think we all hold it to even now.
If I’m still playing PES2010 a month from now, there’ll be strong grounds for hope. Right now I’m about 80% certain that PES2010 really is the first all-year-round PES on the next-gen consoles. I really hope so. I’ve bloody waited long enough.
I’m playing Master League, of course. That’s all I ever play on PES. I bring all my own limitations and idiosyncrasies to the table. So my experience of PES2010 won’t be everybody else’s experience.
I had a great start to season 3 in my current career: top of the Division 2 table after 7 matches. I’ve now played 15 matches, very close to the mid-season transfer window. Alas, I went on a terrible run immediately after those first 7 matches. I lost 4 matches in a row and plunged down to mid-table.
I couldn’t work out why I’d suddenly started losing. I wasn’t doing anything different, really, than before. After upgrading my staff, none of my players were unfit or out of form. I was playing the same style, a mixture of conservative passing with my weaker players, and quick, bold attacking with my stronger ones. That was serving me well to start off with. What went wrong? I still don’t know. Just one of those strange PES fluctuations. Perhaps it was the game deciding I was getting ideas above my station. Or perhaps it was simply lack of attention from me. Or something else. Who knows.
I rallied soon enough. I pulled out a draw from somewhere to stop the run of defeats. Then a couple of wins, another draw, and another win. These hauled me back up towards the promotion zone.
I scored a weird goal with Oscar. It was a clipped shot with an insane amount of power. The ball fairly rockets into the top of the net, almost taking the keeper’s hands off:
That was the first noticeable thing Oscar’s done since I started getting a few decent players, a while ago now. He seemed exceptional at the start of this career. Now? Now he seems rather ordinary. But he’s still a young player, I have to remind myself, and he’s got a long career ahead of him.
I haven’t got any transfers lined up for mid-season. I’ve deliberately kept it that way. Okay, so I might get one player in—or maybe two… I’ll see.