
I'll admit that on the Mega Drive it was even quite playable, although it didn't have that grab-you-by-the-(foot)balls appeal and level of control of Sensi. Yeah well, maybe, but the point I was trying to make through this little story (it worked for Jesus.) was that FIFA Soccer was, and always has been, a bloody good-looking game. I didn't tell Tony, I just hammered him at Sensi every lunchtime for the next three weeks (in other words, I made him use the keyboard). It didn't make me want to buy a Mega Drive, but I was impressed nevertheless. Later that day I sneaked out to Argos to see this miracle for myself, and yes, I had to reluctantly admit that it did look pretty tasty. It looks awesome! I can't wait to get it home."

I couldn't believe it! So I bought a Mega Drive and a copy of FIFA Soccer there and then. "It was, no shit! I went inside to see what it was running on - I thought it must be some new pc (this was blatantly a crap attempt at trying to butter me up, and he knew it!) and it was a Mega Drive. "And when I got closer, I realised it was actually a running demo of a computer game. You see, I saw what I thought was a televised footie match on a telly in the shop window."

But don't tell me -then you fell over and smashed your head on the pavement, and when you came to, to your astonishment you had a Mega Drive under your arm?" "Well, I was walking down the High Street and wandered past Argos." Why?" "You're not gonna believe this." "You're right there." "What's that?" I enquired, ripping out the serial link from the back of his machine and snatching back my Gravis gamepad from his desk. It was all going perfectly, and then he goes and buys a bloody Mega Drive. I'd even let him win at Sensi (I was using the keyboard) and take a few frags off me playing DeathMatch.

SimCity saw him phoning home to the wife with the excuse that he was 'snowed under', when really he was trying to work out how to pipe water in from a reservoir the other side of a mountain. We'd just got two new pcs in the office (everyone else had Amstrads and were suitably jealous), and I was introducing him to the delights of Doom, SimCity, Sensible Soccer et al in an attempt to lure him away from his nephew's snes.

His face fell instantly i when he saw my look of disgust. Way Back when (I can't remember how long, but it must be at least a couple of years because Ipswich were still in the Premier League), a colleague called Tony rushed into the office in a state of great excitement, with a large Argos carrier bag tucked under his arm.īefore I could construct a sentence using the words 'cheap' and 'tacky', he'd pulled out a Mega Drive and a copy of FIFA Soccer.
