So what will I miss now my computer is in laptop heaven. My music - yes, had quite a collection stored on there. My photos - definitely, lots of memories. My work - a little, but I have it all backed up. Football Manager - ah, therein lies the problem.
Not being able to have a good, solid, two hour session is gutting. You get into a rhythm - good results, bad results, good signings, bad signings - and at some point, yo
u know it's time to switch off and get on with your "real" life.Sometimes I find myself thinking about the game in a lecture. You know how thoughts wander; think about my girlfriend, what she's doing, what she's going to cook for me tonight, have I got much work on tonight, maybe I can catch an hour or two on FM.
Then onto who I'm signing, how were going in the league - anyone who plays the game will know what I'm talking about.
Those who play will be able to recite their best signing, their biggest waste of money, great results, results that make you want to punch the screen.
So, at the minute, it's cold turkey. No games, no signings, no Football Manager. The laptop is away being repaired, and I have to amuse myself with revision and university assignments - you know, the stuff you aren't really supposed to do at university.
Maybe it's a sign, breaking the laptop.
Some might say I have my life back, I have been freed from the tyrannical grip of my devious master. Maybe it's a message from up high that I'm too old to be playing computer games.
Or maybe I just dropped my computer by accident, and it's not some cosmic alignment that is sending me a divine sign. The laptop will come back - repaired - and normal service will resume
It's only a game. I can live without it. I just don't want to.
By Tom Snee, Live Media UK
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