Another busy weekend of work plus other stuff limited my footy gaming to 4 matches. Just 4 matches of PES2012. FOUR.
That’s how it is for me now. Maybe that’s how it is for most of us. It’s a common experience for most gamers, this slow erosion of gaming time.
Long gone are the all-night sessions, lasting into the very wee small hours, when 5am would often see me sipping another iced vodka and coke whilst sparking up a B&H and thinking in a leisurely fashion about who I wanted at DMF for the big Cup game.
When I finally get that big Lotto win, there’ll be no luxury yachts full of dancing girls to start off with. First there’ll be an uninterrupted year or two of PES and Dwarf Fortress and Civilization and Dark Souls and Europa Universalis III and the rest of them. Sorry, girls, you’ll have to wait.
My paltry 4 matches consisted of three in the League, one in the FA Cup.
I won all three of the League matches, but they weren’t easy. Tottenham did a number on me with the straight-from-kickoff bullshit at their place. I came back to win 2-1 with a late and deserved winner from that man, Sibon: a powerful running header from a corner, his most common type of goal.
I also won my other two league matches, but remain ‘only’ 6 points clear of Arsenal in second, who have won all their matches too. Their goal-scoring is phenomenal, so I have to maintain that cushion of points.
I’m going for the Treble this season. I am choosing to believe that I can win it and that I am going to win it. There’s no doubt it would be my greatest achievement this year, perhaps ever.
Chelsea, away, were my FA Cup Quarter Final opponents. I was ready for the straight-from-kickoff bullshit, but there are other kinds to watch out for, as we all know.
I took the lead, twice, but some crazy CPU one-touch fast passing, and magical evasions of leg-breaking tackles, led to Chelsea equalising twice. It was the kind of thing I rarely see in the League anymore. What a surprise to find myself playing extra time. Extra time in cup games often seems predestined to me.
Desperate for the winning goal, I totally dominated extra time, creating chances galore, several of them gilt-edged. Nothing went in. It was very strange. I sensed the Hand of PES guiding it to an inevitable penalty shootout.
In the final minute of extra time, 2-2 and staring at penalties, I won a corner. Totally fed-up with this stupid game, I didn’t do any right-stick stuff. I just floated it over with the circle button, old school-style, and somebody nodded the ball into the net…
Imagine my shock and delight when the camera zoomed in on my goalkeeper, Shovkovskyi, doing the scoring celebration. My new Away kit is mostly red, as is my keeper’s kit. I’d had no idea he was even up there.
It was the old PES2012 glitch of the keeper coming up for corners when you don’t want him or need him to come up (i.e., I wasn’t losing).
I cannot remember ever scoring a goal with my goalkeeper until now in all my years of PES. I know that everyone else probably scores with their keepers for fun, but for me this was a true moment of history.
And the Treble is still on.