Sunday, June 9, 2013

My moan for the month!

So I played my son at Call of Duty (COD) this weekend and got suitably battered!

I still love playing video games myself, but am more a fan of sports games (versus my son's love for battle games). Also, because of my lack of time I play quick games and mostly on my mobile devices with touch screens, so what chance did I have against my battle hardened son on our PS3 and a game like COD?

I like to think I am still young (at heart and physically), but picking up that controller ages me instantly! I grew up in the early days of TV consoles and my "weapon" of choice was the classic Atari controller. A simple 8 way joystick and one action button. The controllers of today leave my mind boggling. What is going on with those things? I cannot understand how "youngsters" these days can get to grips with them and work with them so fast (and I feel aged by simply discussing this and having to refer to the next generation as "youngsters").

COD controls on the PS3

perhaps the only answer?
I try to get a hang on the functions beyond the basic functions of motion, looking around and then shooting, but by the time I work out in my head how to reload, select a weapon, crouch down or simply  understand where I am on the landscape, my son has pounced down a hill, come up behind me and slit my throat with his knife. He also commands drones and A10 bombers at will, and has an Arsenal of weapons on call depending on the situation and how he would like to execute his opponent. It's a tremendous act of concentration, hand to eye coordination and finger dexterity and I question how the humble human had of only 5 fingers can manage this kind of control at all.

It's actually very cool to see in action  ... the only reason I'm moaning about it is because I am jealous I can't do the same!

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