It’s that time of year again, leaves are falling, the wind is blowing… Autumn is here…
It got us thinking and reminiscing at FGUK towers, about Autumn years…..
Games that make us feel old…..
Mainly because the SNES was the first console I ever owned and Super Mario World came bundled with it.
At the age of 7, I never realised how much that console would mean to me even now.
Back to the game, Super Mario world makes me feel old because even now I still play it; I think I have played it until beating Bowser at least every 1-2 years.
Playing it on various formats from the Nintendo DS, WII and now the WII U.
I’m very lucky that this game has been emulated and made available on so many Nintendo platforms over the years.
This is still my go to Mario game which I still (occasionally) play on a SNES to this day. It still holds up and even after 20+ years playing it still feels as good as before.
Introducing Super Mario World to my younger brother who is 10 makes me feel bloody old! Luckily he agrees it’s one of the, if not best Mario game to date.
Tricky one this, as a gamer who has been around since the early days of Spectrums and Vic 20s, there is plenty of scope for feeling old.
I could have chosen something like Call of Duty with its potty-mouthed teens, bleating insults at each other through their headsets or something like World of Warcraft, which has been around as long as I can remember and is still perplexingly popular. But really – and it pains me to say this because I love it dearly – Minecraft makes me feel old. You could say ‘It transcends age – it’s the virtual equivalent of Lego!’ Which is true, and I can’t praise Minecraft enough for its contribution to gaming as well as popular culture. And it’s really the culture of Minecraft that leaves me feeling like old man wind-bag rocking away on his porch yelling at kids to get off my lawn.
Watching a child play Minecraft is mind-boggling, they become weird little Rainmen, capable of building magnificent edifices in minutes, communicating with each other in a language that is changing as fast as Mojang can push out updates. When you decide to go out wearing your Minecraft t-shirt, then you see some five-year-old wearing the exact same thing? Yeah, that.
It’s not a game that makes me feel old so much (although so many do), it’s an era…. Beyond the era even.
8-Bit music – the breath of Satan’s arsehole became an aural form. Every time I hear something from this era, my ears try to run inside my head and hide, inducing so much pain. There are masochists that walk our fair planet and actually claim to appreciate this sort of dirge. It completely baffles me.
I live in fear of clicking gaming videos in case I’m assaulted by those sounds and all the while I see my grandmother waggling her finger at me in my teenage years as I played records “it’s just noise.”
I’ve become my Nan.
Day of the Tentacle
My little sister recently asked me what was the first game I remembered loving and only one answer came to mind! Day of the Tentacle started my love for all things adventure and set my gaming habits for life with an eye towards the slower, more methodical games over twitch games the young’uns play.
It was the realisation that this game was nearly 23 years old and that in showing my sister what is was like she could hardly comprehend the base mechanics let alone play it successfully but can successfully play Minecraft with a deft touch and build complete and realised worlds with the apparent wave of her hand. Gaming has moved on since Day of the Tentacle and I’m not entirely sure I’ve moved on with it!
A very long time ago, guided by an Amiga 1200 and funded by the earliest of morning paper rounds, all of my hours and my very limited funds were spent on Championship Manager. In 1993, an obsession that has very likely ruined me educationally and socially was born. Hundreds if not thousands of hours were spent in a darkened room watching 3 graphs of possession see-saw in front of me whilst being mesmerised by the flashing text based commentary sat at the edge of my seat.
My career highlight was developing Dario Gradi’s Crewe Alexandra FC using the 4-4-3 formation onwards to world domination before retiring in 2020, sitting back and chuckling at the prospect and reality of me being an old man of 40 in real life.
I’ve religiously followed this annual series as it consumed my years in further education before evolving into the now known Football Manager. As the years pass I have relaxed my policies on no squad players over the age of 30, as I approached that milestone myself, and the realisation of age finally struck when I no longer had to fake my date of birth at the start of the FM annual update.
In recent years, my gaming budget has increased, but it’s my spare time which has significantly diminished, see-sawing like the counter-attacking threat of the mighty Crewe. Now that I’m here, I no longer chuckle at I contemplate my declining years.
All games make me feel old to some degree, I question spending my money and free time on a hobby that seems less customer aware each year. The first game I ever bought and played was called Gumshoe and it came with the second hand N.E.S I bought for £100, in 1988; at the age of 6. Today it would be described as an endless runner and would be 59p or free with in-app purchases on your app store of choice. It required a “careful” use of the NES light gun to shoot your little detective (?) in order to make him jump onto platforms and over obstacles. Looking back at footage of it on YouTube now, I don’t think I’d pay 59p for it now let alone the RRP of £60 back in 1988, well perhaps if only to get once past the point where the game would end if you died at the earliest opportunity.
Another for Super Mario Bros. The game celebrated its 30th birthday this year…
I had never even considered how long the Mario Brothers have been around before this was plastered over Twitter and most gaming sites. Released in 1985 Super Mario Brothers was almost certainly the first console game that the majority of us (if you were born in 1980’s) played, I can recall spending many hours with the brothers Mario as if it was only yesterday, a simple addictive platformer with bright colours and awesome little creatures to jump on, scoring points, raising flags and rescuing princesses… OK, being told about this princess that needed rescuing, but was strangely always in another castle.
The story was simple, Bowser had kidnapped the princess, Bowser was evil, you are good, that’s a Princess, rescue her…. No deep emotional story here.
The controls were simple, D-pad moved, buttons jumped. You defeated enemies by jumping on them, or in Bowsers case run past him and dump him in lava… 8 times, you’d of thought he may have learned not to have lava in his castles after the first time.
To suddenly realise that this has been around for 30 years has been a slightly depressing experience.
Kurt Lewin Writes
Let me start by saying I am only 23 years old, but that doesn’t mean that certain games don’t make me feel old. My gaming life started with Driver on the PS One but strangely enough, reminiscing about this game or other PS One games doesn’t have me checking my retirement plans.
What does make me feel old though is being reminded about certain games which haven’t even been released yet. This was certainly the case at the latest E3 with the announcement of the Last Guardian being released on PS4. This game was announced in 2009 and has been in development since 2007. That is 8 years ago! Bear this in mind, Naughty Dog have released 3 Uncharted games and the Last Of Us in that time. When I thought about this I began to reach for a packet of sherbet lemons and tuned into the Archers on the radio.
Unfortunately, one of the only other games to be delayed more than the Last Guardian is the elusive Half Life 3, a game I fear may only see the light of day when I am drawing out my pension pot to buy it.