Monday, April 21, 2008
If you've been keeping abreast of my Twitter (that sounds filthy!), you'll know I had a slight incident over the weekend involving my ankle, a game of ultimate frisbee, and a strategically placed hole in a field. I was leaping to cover somebody on the opposing team and landed in a ditch. My right ankle made two distinct popping noises that were audible at least twenty feet away, and promptly swelled up like a balloon. I spent the rest of the day with my foot propped up, applying ice periodically. The swelling's gone down a bit, although the bruising would likely make you gag.
But it's not all bad. I took the day off, and as a result finally had time to polish off Crisis Core. As usual with these games, the final boss battle was a little disappointing. I don't like my games too difficult, but it seems like if you spend even the slightest bit of time leveling up, the last boss comes off as a chump. Still, the actual fight wasn't the true conclusion of the game -- it was followed in short order by a heartbreaking playable sequence that I was hoping would never come. Made me want to play Final Fantasy VII again right away.
But for real now, Squeenix, what's the score on FFXIII? Kick-ass portable games are all well and good, but my hopes have been fully re-energized for a full-blown PlayStation 3 version. Maybe my ankle will even have healed by the time it's out.