I played a top-of-the-table 6-pointer against Manchester City. You know those dour, slogfest matches where both sides’ shots at goal/on target ratio is something like 2(1) at half-time? This was one of those matches.
I don’t think I mustered 8 shots on goal the whole match. Ditto Manchester City. They have Cristiano Ronaldo up front in my ML world, and he’s not ageing well. I hardly had to break sweat to cope with him.
I won the 6-pointer 1-0 to take a 5-point lead at the top of the table. I drew my next match against Spurs. They’re not the force they were in the early seasons either, but the game was in the mood to be awkward here I think.
Then I met QPR.
I’ve mentioned before how they’re one of my bogey teams of this ML. I now wish to amend that statement: they’re THE bogey team for me in this ML.
Perhaps it didn’t help that I was playing this match at 1 o’clock in the morning. Tiredness and impatience are a poor recipe for success in PES.
It was away at their place, which meant they had the kick-off—which in turn meant they had an instant 1-0 lead. Of course.
As if that wasn’t bad enough, I tried to get a cheeky quick goal back, conceded possession, and QPR swept upfield and scored another. Another common danger in PES.
2-0 down with barely 10 game minutes gone! I’d been caught completely cold and unprepared. I was tempted to quit and reload…
But I played on—I always play on. There’s no point in playing ML, for me, unless I always just play on. Whatever happens.
I battered away at QPR’s defence like a stormy sea dashing itself against a wall. I got a goal back, eventually. Yeah… In the 88th pissing minute.
Time for an equaliser? Just.
But from their kick-off, QPR instantly went upfield and got themselves another. 3-1 to them it ended.
Which left me in 2nd place in the table on goal difference. There’s still a long way to go.
Those three matches were my only PES action of the past few days. Circumstances have kept me away-from-console. Hey, I’ll turn 41 this year. ‘Nuff said.
I’ve found myself playing more and more of a phone-and-tablet game called New Star Soccer.
I first caught a whiff of the buzz about this game a few months ago. I tried the free demo, liked it, and bought the full version. And I soon bought a weatherpack add-on as an in-game purchase. I don’t normally do that kind of thing. In fact, this is the first and only time I have ever done that kind of thing.
New Star Soccer seems absurd at first. It’s a game made up of many parts, each of which resembles a painfully basic web Flash game. But the sum of its parts makes probably the best phone game I’ve ever played, by some distance, and one of the most crazily addictive football-themed games ever.
Matches last about a minute. If you get subbed off (rarely, but it happens) you only have to wait 5 seconds for the match to be over.
I’ve played nearly 7 full seasons now, with various clubs.
Started at Tonbridge, worked my way up, got a few big moves in England, broke into the national side, then started to look elsewhere…
I accepted a move to Barcelona just for the heck of it. 49 goals in 47 appearances so far this season (near its end). I play for England, and won the European Championships a few seasons ago with them. I wish now that I’d picked a different nationality where I would have the opportunity to be more of a one-man team.
I play mainly on the iPad, which offers larger targets (i.e. a moving football) for you to hit. This actually makes for a greater possibility of error. I still have lots of games where I struggle to make an impact, and occasional games where I get subbed off.
I bought the desktop version on Steam, but haven’t had time to play it. The mobile version, though, is perfect for the bus, for lunchbreaks, for sneaky twenty-minute sessions in bed, and gets a huge thumbs-up from me.