“The resilient humidity is causing real respiratory issues for the players, stifling their assault on the respective goals. Their beginning to modulate their mobility to accommodate their laboured pacing to sustain and regulate their abating fatigue. The game progresses regardless and that’s a great ball through to Ronaldo! He weaves past the attacking defence, he shoots….Oh but it’s blocked by the defence and recalls off the besieging defender and its out for a corner. Ronaldo nestles the ball down analysing the desired trajectory but, wait, what’s this? Its, its, its a……..Zombie?!” I mean honestly, what can you do with a sports game? Whether its Football, Basketball or the alternate Football game where participants use their hands, so in actuality it isn’t technically “foot ball”, how can you vary the basic premise? Their concerted heritage is hardly anointed as a fable of distinguished gaming either, whispered by the community with hallowed reverence or respect. It’s a divisive genre often disregarded by the more opulent of gamers as just commercialised legal tender, like printing money. You can’t annotate such an apocalyptic thesis such as zombies in the context of a football simulator?! Their assertive dominance in mainstream gaming certainly ruffles the feathers of many, particularly the notion of an annual release, and there is always the obligatory sustainment of many sporting recreational simulators at E3, but what can you give fans that they didn’t possess last year?
What can be added that is truly differential from previous iterations; the compulsory generic commentary, updated kits of jerseys, more defined graphical fidelity, navigational cordial menus. Yes. Accurate simulation of body impact and individual running styles, sure though you’re pushing it. Introducing a Zombie apocalypse during an interval in Tiger Woods PGA Tour? Not really. All the municipal façades and auxiliary components can be altered, but fundamentally its still just golf. They can be fortified, cosmetically amended and graphically polished; but once these superficial pretences have been changed there really isn’t much accommodation for conceptual diversity, and the rate at which these sort of titles are discharged every year, there is very marginal procurement of time invested in originality. Your actively trying to accurately imitate a real recreational activity, so are limited to what they can do. You can’t be imaginatively robust with such resolute parameters, as they are so collectively inured in its own hereditary procedures that its impossible to create a distinctive hubris. Of course you’ll always encounter the connoisseurs of sports gaming vehemently attesting to the subtle alternations of individual titles, but not to discredit their profaned resilience to the contrary, but they are wrong! So how can you stifle EA’s curated impotency and manipulate their expanding dower? Simple; STOP BUYING THEM!
The biggest issue is us, consumers. Despite my derisive resignation of games such as FIFA, bemoaning their consecutive prosperity; with the exception of last year–I have purchased every FIFA game since 2003! That’s 10 games! There’s probably a separate account at EA headquarters that calculates my annual contribution to their generated revenue. But resolution lies in our/my absence. By deliberately abstaining from purchasing their content annually, we could finally liberate ourselves from the sustained duplicates we’ve become accustomed too. Perhaps this annulling shift could usher in a new, exciting narrative for sports genre? Messi: The Vampire Slayer, Madden Ballet, NBA Jam could actually be a riveting simulator of the competitive world of Jam making, and Baseball could actually be turned into an exciting sport that non Americans would actually want to play. Just imagine the opportunities. “After an embittered annulment from his wife of 3 weeks, Tiger Woods must fight for full custody of their pet chihuahua and acquire sufficient alimony. But by night he must fight the reanimated corpses of America’s most influential, and long since deceased presidents, with just the aid of his serrated nine irons. Oh and plays golf occasionally.”