Let’s talk about Actua Soccer, a game that put a whole new spin on kicking a ball around a field in 3D (which was a huge deal in 1996, trust me). If you’ve ever wanted to experience the thrill of a 90-minute match without the pesky sweat and contact, then boy, does this game have your name written all over it. It’s like FIFA, but it won't require you to sell your soul to EA for a few Ultimate Team cards.
So what do you do in Actua Soccer? Well, you can choose from 32 national teams, each flaunting 22 players more pixelated than your aunt’s holiday photos. You can play exhibition matches, leagues, and even tournaments in that no-one-gives-a-damn-but-it-sounds-cool kind of way. The gameplay is surprisingly deep for a soccer game from back in the day. Customize your teams, kit, and strategy while feeling like a tactical genius - or more like a manager who forgot which team he was supposed to be cheering for. Oh, and don’t worry about your skills; even if you can’t score, you can at least amuse yourself watching your players valiantly running in the wrong direction. It’s like watching a toddler trying to play soccer, and you can't help but cheer them on.
Now let’s talk graphics. Actua Soccer was the first footie game to use a full 3D engine and boy, do you know it. Seeing players rendered as 3D figures back then was as groundbreaking as finding out your sibling doesn’t know what a VHS is. The visual presentation wasn’t winning any Oscars, but it was better than the flat sprites you’d find in its predecessors. The environments were generic stadiums, which were basically fancy rectangles where pixels would, hopefully, kick each other around. Just don’t expect to see a real-world likeness; the players look about as much like footballers as I do like an Olympic swimmer – spoiler alert: it’s not close.
All in all, Actua Soccer serves as a nostalgic trip through the world of retro sports gaming. It’s a classic for a reason, someone managed to enjoy it back then, and you can, too. Sure, it might not rival the FIFA series, but it’s like that quirky cousin who shows up at family gatherings - you didn’t ask for them, but you’re glad they’re there, if only for the off-chance they can flub a soccer joke. So, lace up your virtual boots, dust off that PlayStation, and remember: it’s not the score that counts, it’s the embarrassing moments along the way that make it memorable.