jMz
I beg your pardon?
I'm not new, just sharing some thoughts.
Those magic words I love to hear. "Do you fancy a game of football mate?" To me this is like an army general ordering me to destroy and humiliate. Modesty is impossible when you have destroyed all comers, so I won't try.
Thursday night, Mcnabs birthday, his house, few friends, few intoxicants (setting the scene). I'd have put my dinner money on McNab picking AC Milan for the first game, and I'd have won it back. His own player model plays for AC, so it's usually who he picks. I selected the toon, and set up my team with me on the right of midfield, ready for my first game in a week. Thoughts of a jMz assisted Shearer hat trick deep in my mind. The game started well, and my team looks solid. But before I know it I'm 2 goals down. This happens a lot. While I'm pacing myself, saving energy, Mcnab is 100 mile an hour everywhere, and before long I notice tired legs. The comeback begins. A Robert belter and a Bellamy tap in pull me level at half time. No changes, just a stern shouting brings my team back to life and the second half is all Newcastle. When I got the ball, I just kept it, playing it back and forward creating loads of chances. His players chase me everywhere and my tactic is working. 70 mins comes and it's still 2-2. We've had a few chances each but his players are tired. I mentioned humiliation earlier. This is what followed. I scored 5 goals in the last 20 minutes, and just to rub it in, they were all beauties. I got my goal after the keeper palmed away a Bellamy chip, in the right place to tap it in from the edge of the box. A grin returned to relieve my stressed forhead and squinted eyes, I had the lead and could relax now. This is where I am most dangerous. He couldn't get the ball, and started fouling. Jap Stam went for an early bath and Shearer enjoyed the gap he had left. A beautiful team goal and a 25yd netbuster ensured the captains hat trick. He went on to play me in for my winner, chipping the keeper after a stepover double shot feint (which I had practiced in training earlier). The evening turned into morning, countless games on PES3, and I'd suffered only 2 defeats. Not bad. So we stuck Toca Race Driver 2 on and took turns through the career mode. Quality, I'd rather stay in and have a smoke and a game with my mates than go to the pub.
As far as PES3 goes I am definately a second half player, I've figured this out recently as the lads I play against tend to attack constantly and sprint just about everywhere, and their team is fucked by 50 mins. They don't realize this, and I don't tell them. I just soak it up and counter. Because I have never played the Master League less than 5*, this means I have spent lot of time defending, therefore I am well practiced at it. I know the importance of taking chances too, and doing anything in my power to try and stop the other team scoring. The type of football I play means efforts on goal are thick and fast. Every time the opposition attacks me, it results in me having an attempt on their goal, or scoring. I thought I was good before, but all the time I have spent with this game and its earlier counter-parts is really showing now. My PS2 is broken and I can't play as regular as I'd like, only when I visit my mates on a weekend. Not being able to play the game has made me better. I used to suffer jammy defeats after dominating games and just came to the conclusion I wasn't as good as I thought. But now I have ironed out those aspects of my game. I have learned a deeper side to the game, and how to use it properley. If I don't set up my team, chances are I'll struggle, but when I set it up, or know what the setup is I can use it to great effect, so my message to anyone still reading is, play every ace in your deck.
For me (and here comes the moral of the story), this is the perfect game.
I love football too much, I have an addictive personality, I am a perfectionist, and I have been a lifelong gamer. These attributes combined provide me with everything I need to be a master at this game. (sounds terrible and big headed, but it's true) Although this is not what I am all about, I have lots of other interests. By nature I am a driver, I was brought up with cars, all my family are drivers of some description from bus drivers to chauffers. My Uncle Funk, (he's called that cos he's the coolest uncle ever) taught me to drive at 14 and forced me to play racing games with full analogue and manual gears, I now worship him for this. He once even let me drive his baby, an RS500 Cosworth. Just last night I was at his house, playing on his pool table and custom built Ferrari F1 cockpit with PC simulator (Grand Prix 4). (Told you he was the coolest Uncle ever) I'm typing all this so people hopefully realize, there is a hell of a lot more to me than just PES3 and football. I come to this forum because of my passion, but stay because I like the banter, the variety and the people who use the forum. I sometimes may seem abrupt, cheeky, foul mouthed/articulate, or arrogant, but this is just because I can't project my body language and facial expressions over the net. I also don't speak like I type, I have the familiar Northern accent, southerners think I'm a geordie, but a geordie wouldn't. If you know what I mean. I type fast, I talk fast, and I am good at English. Our beatiful language. You know a bit about me now, so when you read my posts, you will hopefully have a better understanding of my inane ramblings. If you are still reading I thank you. I just hope I haven't bored you to death.
I think this forum is great, and I am here to stay.
Those magic words I love to hear. "Do you fancy a game of football mate?" To me this is like an army general ordering me to destroy and humiliate. Modesty is impossible when you have destroyed all comers, so I won't try.
Thursday night, Mcnabs birthday, his house, few friends, few intoxicants (setting the scene). I'd have put my dinner money on McNab picking AC Milan for the first game, and I'd have won it back. His own player model plays for AC, so it's usually who he picks. I selected the toon, and set up my team with me on the right of midfield, ready for my first game in a week. Thoughts of a jMz assisted Shearer hat trick deep in my mind. The game started well, and my team looks solid. But before I know it I'm 2 goals down. This happens a lot. While I'm pacing myself, saving energy, Mcnab is 100 mile an hour everywhere, and before long I notice tired legs. The comeback begins. A Robert belter and a Bellamy tap in pull me level at half time. No changes, just a stern shouting brings my team back to life and the second half is all Newcastle. When I got the ball, I just kept it, playing it back and forward creating loads of chances. His players chase me everywhere and my tactic is working. 70 mins comes and it's still 2-2. We've had a few chances each but his players are tired. I mentioned humiliation earlier. This is what followed. I scored 5 goals in the last 20 minutes, and just to rub it in, they were all beauties. I got my goal after the keeper palmed away a Bellamy chip, in the right place to tap it in from the edge of the box. A grin returned to relieve my stressed forhead and squinted eyes, I had the lead and could relax now. This is where I am most dangerous. He couldn't get the ball, and started fouling. Jap Stam went for an early bath and Shearer enjoyed the gap he had left. A beautiful team goal and a 25yd netbuster ensured the captains hat trick. He went on to play me in for my winner, chipping the keeper after a stepover double shot feint (which I had practiced in training earlier). The evening turned into morning, countless games on PES3, and I'd suffered only 2 defeats. Not bad. So we stuck Toca Race Driver 2 on and took turns through the career mode. Quality, I'd rather stay in and have a smoke and a game with my mates than go to the pub.
As far as PES3 goes I am definately a second half player, I've figured this out recently as the lads I play against tend to attack constantly and sprint just about everywhere, and their team is fucked by 50 mins. They don't realize this, and I don't tell them. I just soak it up and counter. Because I have never played the Master League less than 5*, this means I have spent lot of time defending, therefore I am well practiced at it. I know the importance of taking chances too, and doing anything in my power to try and stop the other team scoring. The type of football I play means efforts on goal are thick and fast. Every time the opposition attacks me, it results in me having an attempt on their goal, or scoring. I thought I was good before, but all the time I have spent with this game and its earlier counter-parts is really showing now. My PS2 is broken and I can't play as regular as I'd like, only when I visit my mates on a weekend. Not being able to play the game has made me better. I used to suffer jammy defeats after dominating games and just came to the conclusion I wasn't as good as I thought. But now I have ironed out those aspects of my game. I have learned a deeper side to the game, and how to use it properley. If I don't set up my team, chances are I'll struggle, but when I set it up, or know what the setup is I can use it to great effect, so my message to anyone still reading is, play every ace in your deck.
For me (and here comes the moral of the story), this is the perfect game.
I love football too much, I have an addictive personality, I am a perfectionist, and I have been a lifelong gamer. These attributes combined provide me with everything I need to be a master at this game. (sounds terrible and big headed, but it's true) Although this is not what I am all about, I have lots of other interests. By nature I am a driver, I was brought up with cars, all my family are drivers of some description from bus drivers to chauffers. My Uncle Funk, (he's called that cos he's the coolest uncle ever) taught me to drive at 14 and forced me to play racing games with full analogue and manual gears, I now worship him for this. He once even let me drive his baby, an RS500 Cosworth. Just last night I was at his house, playing on his pool table and custom built Ferrari F1 cockpit with PC simulator (Grand Prix 4). (Told you he was the coolest Uncle ever) I'm typing all this so people hopefully realize, there is a hell of a lot more to me than just PES3 and football. I come to this forum because of my passion, but stay because I like the banter, the variety and the people who use the forum. I sometimes may seem abrupt, cheeky, foul mouthed/articulate, or arrogant, but this is just because I can't project my body language and facial expressions over the net. I also don't speak like I type, I have the familiar Northern accent, southerners think I'm a geordie, but a geordie wouldn't. If you know what I mean. I type fast, I talk fast, and I am good at English. Our beatiful language. You know a bit about me now, so when you read my posts, you will hopefully have a better understanding of my inane ramblings. If you are still reading I thank you. I just hope I haven't bored you to death.
I think this forum is great, and I am here to stay.
