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Perfection is a myth. The truth is, there's always a prettier girl, a better guitar solo and a tastier burger. Konami knows this. Each year we lavish praise on the latest instalment in the Pro Evolution Soccer series and each year Shingo 'Seabass' Takatsuka and his team smile appreciatively. But here's the thing. Where we see the greatest football game ever, they just see an endless list of tweaks and improvements waiting to be implemented. Which is why PES4 was under way before PES3 even hit the shelves. See, just because perfection is a myth doesn't mean you shouldn't strive for it. And it's because of the developer's unflinching dedication and attention to detail that Pro Evolution Soccer has become to football what Gran Turismo is to driving and Soul Calibur is to chopping people up with stupidly big swords.
Balls on the line, now. I don't just think PES3 is one of the games of the year, I think it's one of the games of all time. I also think it's the best thing on PS2 by the length of one of Patrick Vieira's telescopic legs. Which is a statement you probably want justified. But is there any real point in listing the game's glittering qualities again? We could talk about the beautifully weighted control system and seemingly infinite animation routines, which combine to enable you to recreate just about any move you'd see on an actual football pitch. But all you really need to know is that PES3 feels exactly like football. That's why no other game seems to matter quite as much. Life and death. Not quite? But Shankly probably would've approved.
Oh, you want more? That might be hard right now. Words are becoming increasingly hard to come by - partly because the festive spirit has taken a hammering thanks to the mother of all magazine deadlines - but the real reason I'm finding it tricky to evangelise is because my last two lunchtime sessions have resulted in apocalyptic defeats against close colleagues/sworn enemies. As a result, the subsequent afternoons have been spent not spinning golden videogame prose but boiling with rage over just how appallingly I played. And there's no denying this: PES3 has caused me more anger, embarrassment and sadness than every other game put together. Which, perversely, is one of the reasons I love it so much.
Okay, that does need justifying. The point is, more than any other game, being good at PES is about mental strength. Obviously skill plays a part, but once you reach a certain level, success is down to much more than simply being good. Go into a match expecting to lose and you almost certainly will. Likewise, if you're confidence is sky high, you can beat almost anybody. Which is how our news editor managed to squeeze a glorious 1-0 win over the reigning European Champion, David Sefah, at the PlayStation Experience earlier this year. The real genius is the way that the technical stuff has been honed to such an edge that you aren't even really aware of it. You just know that Henry is going to make that run and Keane is going to make that tackle. PES3 is a uniquely beautiful game, largely because the real match takes place in your mind. Ultimately, it's all about you.
http://uk.playstation.com/features/...LVB2RQ?storyId=104895_en_GB_FEAT&linktype=MPC
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Perfection is a myth. The truth is, there's always a prettier girl, a better guitar solo and a tastier burger. Konami knows this. Each year we lavish praise on the latest instalment in the Pro Evolution Soccer series and each year Shingo 'Seabass' Takatsuka and his team smile appreciatively. But here's the thing. Where we see the greatest football game ever, they just see an endless list of tweaks and improvements waiting to be implemented. Which is why PES4 was under way before PES3 even hit the shelves. See, just because perfection is a myth doesn't mean you shouldn't strive for it. And it's because of the developer's unflinching dedication and attention to detail that Pro Evolution Soccer has become to football what Gran Turismo is to driving and Soul Calibur is to chopping people up with stupidly big swords.
Balls on the line, now. I don't just think PES3 is one of the games of the year, I think it's one of the games of all time. I also think it's the best thing on PS2 by the length of one of Patrick Vieira's telescopic legs. Which is a statement you probably want justified. But is there any real point in listing the game's glittering qualities again? We could talk about the beautifully weighted control system and seemingly infinite animation routines, which combine to enable you to recreate just about any move you'd see on an actual football pitch. But all you really need to know is that PES3 feels exactly like football. That's why no other game seems to matter quite as much. Life and death. Not quite? But Shankly probably would've approved.
Oh, you want more? That might be hard right now. Words are becoming increasingly hard to come by - partly because the festive spirit has taken a hammering thanks to the mother of all magazine deadlines - but the real reason I'm finding it tricky to evangelise is because my last two lunchtime sessions have resulted in apocalyptic defeats against close colleagues/sworn enemies. As a result, the subsequent afternoons have been spent not spinning golden videogame prose but boiling with rage over just how appallingly I played. And there's no denying this: PES3 has caused me more anger, embarrassment and sadness than every other game put together. Which, perversely, is one of the reasons I love it so much.
Okay, that does need justifying. The point is, more than any other game, being good at PES is about mental strength. Obviously skill plays a part, but once you reach a certain level, success is down to much more than simply being good. Go into a match expecting to lose and you almost certainly will. Likewise, if you're confidence is sky high, you can beat almost anybody. Which is how our news editor managed to squeeze a glorious 1-0 win over the reigning European Champion, David Sefah, at the PlayStation Experience earlier this year. The real genius is the way that the technical stuff has been honed to such an edge that you aren't even really aware of it. You just know that Henry is going to make that run and Keane is going to make that tackle. PES3 is a uniquely beautiful game, largely because the real match takes place in your mind. Ultimately, it's all about you.
http://uk.playstation.com/features/...LVB2RQ?storyId=104895_en_GB_FEAT&linktype=MPC
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