There comes a time in professional sport when an athlete’s body starts to degrade. Sprinters aren’t quite as quick as they once were, footballers can’t always last the full 90 minutes and tennis players can’t hit the ball quite so hard. The same can be said of gaming.
Throughout my thirties I’ve noticed my reactions have become steadily worse. Not so much that it’s a hindrance to my single-player experience but in the world of multiplayer that split second can be the difference between virtual life and virtual death. Whereas once I stood proudly atop leaderboards at the end of a round I’m now mid-table at best with the occasional flirtation in the upper echelons. There was a time when I’d put it down to being tired from a day at work, or not having the time to learn maps in the same way a teenager or twenty-something would but the truth is I’m simply not as quick as I used to be.
What I won’t do is use it as a complaint or excuse. Like the true sporting greats I will just have to adapt both my play style and expectations. It will also encourage me to branch out and try games in genres I haven’t jumped into before, or galvanise me to spend more time with them rather than blitzing straight through.
Either way, I’ll be sure to keep you updated with how I get on.
What do you think: are your reactions slowing with age or are you still the uber-leet gaming monster you’ve always been?
Dad, Gent, Geek. Occasional grumpy old man. Console Peasant. Should know better.