Oh dear—my last-ever season on PES2012’s Master League has not got off to a good start. This is my worst start to a season in I don’t know how long. Probably 5 or 6 seasons.
No prizes for spotting who this season’s runaway, high-scoring CPU team is going to be.
I’m not scoring goals and I’m letting too many in. It’s a simple diagnosis really. I’ve played three of the top teams already and been soundly beaten by them all.
Liverpool were the latest top team to easily get the better of me. They beat me 2-0 at their place. A rampant regen Adrian Mutu bagged both goals. I wore my new (un)lucky all-black Away kit for that game.
It doesn’t bode well for the outcome of my absolute last and final season. I’m going for an unlikely last-gasp Treble. That’s the primary aim. Failing that, I’d settle for the league title. Failing even that, either of the Cups would do. I’d hate to finish my last season empty-handed, as I did last.
But I’m playing less and less PES2012 as the days and weeks go by. And I’m decidedly in the not-bothered zone when it comes to so much of the frippery and hysteria surrounding PES2013. All I’m bothered about there is the release date. I need to start making plans for the week in question. The longer this goes on, the less likely it is that I’ll be able to book release week off work. What is going on with this?!
Because I’m playing less and less PES2012, I’m experiencing a lot more instances of being caught out by the rampant AI. When I was playing for a couple of hours every single day, I was battle-hardened and prepared. I’ve gone a bit soft now that I’m taking regular days off.
Case in point: that 2-0 defeat at Liverpool. Both goals came about as the result of extended periods of AI pressure, where I’d had numerous opportunities to just put my foot on the ball and slow the game right down. But no, I had to go charging forward, forgetting all the lessons I’ve learned, often painfully, over the last 18 seasons.
Never mind. The top of the table might be 9 points away, but there’s a lot of the season left to go. And Master League is programmed to let me get back into the race, as long as I don’t lose too many more matches of course.
In other news, two wins out of two at the start of my Champions league group—against Napoli and Zenit St Petersburg—have set me up nicely for qualification. I won’t be counting any chickens there though.
And my first FA Cup match is coming up. It’ll be against Middlesbrough, who dumped me out a few seasons ago.
The Treble is on, but it’s hanging by a thread.