There it was, sitting in the electronics section of Target next to the phone chargers and screen protectors – an AtGames Sega Genesis Flashback console that looked like someone had shrunk my childhood Sega and wrapped it in the kind of packaging that screams “impulse purchase.” Twenty-eight bucks. I mean, that’s less than what I paid for lunch yesterday, so obviously I grabbed it. My wife wasn’t thrilled when I came home with yet another…
Found myself digging through a dusty electronics store last Saturday – you know the type, smells like old circuit boards and broken dreams – when I spotted something that made me stop dead in my tracks. There, wedged between a stack of VHS copies of “Titanic” and some scratched-up PlayStation discs, sat a Game Gear that had definitely seen better days. Screen cracked like a spider web, battery compartment corroded to hell, but man…holding that…
You know what’s funny? I spent forty years thinking racing games were just cars going around in circles, maybe because the only exposure I had was watching other people play them for five minutes here and there. Then I discovered retro gaming in my forties and started working backwards through all these classics everyone kept talking about. San Francisco Rush on the N64 wasn’t even on my radar initially – my daughter had mentioned it…
Been having a proper clear-out of the spare room – you know how it is, start looking for an old cable and three hours later you’re knee-deep in boxes you haven’t touched since the last house move. That’s when I found them again: two gold N64 cartridges that honestly might be worth more than my car at this point. Ocarina of Time and Majora’s Mask, sitting there looking as precious as the day I first…
I still remember the exact moment I knew Super Smash Bros was something special. It was March 1999, and I’d just picked up my copy from the local Electronics Boutique – yeah, back when that was still a thing. My buddy Mike was over, we’d hooked up the N64 to my old 27-inch Zenith CRT, and we were staring at the character select screen like we’d discovered buried treasure. Mario. Link. Pikachu. All in the…
The lad next door got a Genesis for Christmas ’91. I’d had my Mega Drive since the year before. Exact same machine, you’d think, just different badges stuck on the front. But at twelve years old, those differences felt massive – like we were playing in completely separate gaming worlds that only overlapped when we’d swap cartridges and argue about whether his version of Sonic ran faster than mine. Spoiler alert: it actually did, but…
Christ, found my old copy of F1 World Grand Prix the other day while hunting through storage boxes for my Amiga joysticks. That blue N64 cart brought back a flood of memories, you know? The weight of it, the way you had to blow into the slot sometimes (probably made things worse but felt necessary), the ritual of sliding it into that grey beast with just enough pressure. Too soft and it wouldn’t connect properly,…
Man, the smell. I can still conjure it up perfectly – that weird cocktail of cheap pizza grease, cigarette smoke from the adult section, and that distinctive electrical tang from CRT monitors running hot all day long. Walk into Tony’s Pizza & Games on a Saturday afternoon in 1987 and you’d hit that wall of sensory overload that meant one thing: you were about to blow your entire allowance in the next two hours. My…
So there I was last Saturday, watching my daughter mess around with my N64 setup in the basement game room, and she’s completely fixated on that opening screen of Super Mario 64 where you can grab Mario’s face and stretch it like silly putty. “Why does his nose do that?” she asks, pulling it out until he looks like some kind of cartoon anteater. I couldn’t help but laugh because honestly, I did the exact…
So last weekend my daughter brings her boyfriend over to meet me properly, right? Nice kid, works IT for some company downtown. Anyway, he sees my game room and we get to talking about retro stuff, and he mentions he’s been playing GoldenEye online with his college buddies. I’m thinking he’s talking about that Xbox remake or something, but no – turns out he’s actually running the original N64 version through emulation with full netplay…