You know that exact moment in Sonic 2 when Tails shows up? That orange blur suddenly appearing on screen, and you realize you’re not running through Green Hill Zone alone anymore. My friend Mike and I probably logged a thousand hours fighting over who got to be Sonic during those endless summer afternoons in ’92. Though honestly, playing Tails wasn’t terrible – you could fly around, at least until Mike inevitably speed-ran ahead and left…
That arcade cabinet sat right there between a busted Galaga machine and a Street Fighter II that perpetually reeked of cigarette smoke and whatever mystery substance someone had spilled on the joysticks. I must’ve fed that NBA Jam machine twenty dollars in quarters over the course of summer ’93 – enough money to actually buy the Genesis cart, but you know how it is when you’re fifteen and logic takes a backseat to pure arcade…
Christ, where do I even start with King K. Rool’s laugh? I mean, we’re talking about a sound that’s been rattling around in my head for twenty-five years now, and it still makes me want to check over my shoulder. This was back in ’99 – I was about twenty-five myself, working my first proper IT job and still living in a grotty flat share in Fallowfield. My flatmate Dave had somehow convinced his girlfriend…
My buddy Jake claimed he could nail Sub-Zero’s spine rip fatality every single time. This was 1995, we’re crammed into his basement rec room that always smelled like stale pizza and that weird musty carpet smell, and Jake’s going absolutely nuts on his six-button Genesis controller like he’s trying to break it. Here’s the thing about Mortal Kombat 3 on Genesis though – it wasn’t just about button mashing. You couldn’t just flail around and…
Right, so picture this – I’m rootling through this grotty charity shop in Ancoats last Tuesday, yeah? Proper old-school place that still smells like your nan’s house, and there’s this cardboard box tucked behind some knackered VHS tapes. Bloke behind the counter goes “fiver for the lot, mate” without even looking up from his Daily Mirror. Five quid! For what turned out to be a treasure trove of Mega Drive carts, including – and I’m…
That chunky six-button controller showed up at my friend Mike’s house on a random Saturday in 1993, and I swear it changed everything about how we thought about fighting games. Mike had been bragging about it all week at school – three extra buttons, he kept saying, like that somehow made him gaming royalty. I figured it was typical Mike exaggeration until I actually held the thing. The weight felt different, more serious somehow. Instead…
Back in 1991, I was twelve years old and completely convinced that my Genesis was about to change the world. I’d been defending Sega since getting my Master System three years earlier – you know how it is when you’re the weird kid with the “wrong” console – but Sonic felt different. This wasn’t just another exclusive game to add to my arsenal of playground arguments. This was ammunition. I still remember unwrapping that first…
You know what’s funny? I’ve been gaming for over forty years now, and I can still remember the exact moment I realized helicopter games were something special. It was 1992, I was fifteen, and my friend Dave had just gotten Desert Strike for his Genesis. We’d spent most of that summer trading games back and forth, but when he popped this cartridge in and handed me the controller, everything changed. Most games back then were…
You know what’s funny about coming to retro gaming late? I missed all the “you had to be there” moments that define most people’s gaming memories. Like, I never experienced the cultural earthquake of certain games hitting at exactly the right time. But sometimes I stumble across something that makes me wish I’d been paying attention back then, and the Beavis and Butt-Head game for Genesis is definitely one of those titles. Found this one…
Coming to Pokemon Stadium at age 40 was like walking into a conversation everyone else had been having for twenty years. I’d missed the whole Pokemon craze when it first hit – was too busy working construction, raising my daughter, generally being an adult when all this pocket monster business was capturing kids’ imaginations. But diving into retro gaming meant I couldn’t ignore one of the most significant gaming phenomena of the late 90s, so…