Fucking hell how did I miss this one first time round?!
I'm quite a competitive person especially with one of my friends on FIFA, we have had close to 400 games on FIFA 12 (No lie..) and as yet he is beating me overall by a single game.
Because of the nature of this relationship and competitive aspect I am known to go into blind fits of rage when I concede what I deem a 'sweaty' goal.
This particular game happened a couple of months ago.
So I'm 3-0 down at half time, getting quite annoyed already so I change my formation to a 3-4-3 in order to fight back and at least salvage some dignity. Fast-forward the 90th minute and I equalise with Aguero with a beautiful curling finish into the postage stamp. Naturally I prolong the celebrations and force him to watch all 3 replays in order for him to properly savour the glory of what will surely be the final goal in this epic game.
But that wasn't the end. I take the ball off him immediately from kick off and beat 1,2 then a 3rd defender. I shoot with Tevez from outside the box and hit the crossbar. FUCK!!!! Oh well, the ref will surely blow the whistle now.. His player picks up the ball and throws one last hopeful long-ball towards my box, the whistle will go any minute now... Drogba takes it on his chest and volleys it straight past Joe Hart.
Immediately the red-mist descends, in a fit of blinding rage I take my controller and throw it as hard as possible at my dresser (We've all been there) - it then procedes to bounce perfectly off the top and then onto the adjacent wall. Everything is in slow-motion now. The controller is spinning over and under through the air, its coming towards me and its too late to do anything. Finally, the round grip-part of the controller lands PERFECTLY in my eye socket.
Needless to say, once I had uttered expletives of the kind that would make even the most hardened of sailors wince, I proceded to turn off the Xbox and lay face down on my bed for a prolonged amount of time. This defeat still causes immense emotional pain to this day
I'm quite a competitive person especially with one of my friends on FIFA, we have had close to 400 games on FIFA 12 (No lie..) and as yet he is beating me overall by a single game.
Because of the nature of this relationship and competitive aspect I am known to go into blind fits of rage when I concede what I deem a 'sweaty' goal.
This particular game happened a couple of months ago.
So I'm 3-0 down at half time, getting quite annoyed already so I change my formation to a 3-4-3 in order to fight back and at least salvage some dignity. Fast-forward the 90th minute and I equalise with Aguero with a beautiful curling finish into the postage stamp. Naturally I prolong the celebrations and force him to watch all 3 replays in order for him to properly savour the glory of what will surely be the final goal in this epic game.
But that wasn't the end. I take the ball off him immediately from kick off and beat 1,2 then a 3rd defender. I shoot with Tevez from outside the box and hit the crossbar. FUCK!!!! Oh well, the ref will surely blow the whistle now.. His player picks up the ball and throws one last hopeful long-ball towards my box, the whistle will go any minute now... Drogba takes it on his chest and volleys it straight past Joe Hart.
Immediately the red-mist descends, in a fit of blinding rage I take my controller and throw it as hard as possible at my dresser (We've all been there) - it then procedes to bounce perfectly off the top and then onto the adjacent wall. Everything is in slow-motion now. The controller is spinning over and under through the air, its coming towards me and its too late to do anything. Finally, the round grip-part of the controller lands PERFECTLY in my eye socket.
Needless to say, once I had uttered expletives of the kind that would make even the most hardened of sailors wince, I proceded to turn off the Xbox and lay face down on my bed for a prolonged amount of time. This defeat still causes immense emotional pain to this day