Even all this time later, that random evening slogging through Metal Gear Solid sticks with me. I can’t help but feel a little nolstalgic about those days when I had the time (and arguably the attention span) to sit down and play a game all the way through. I had played the whole damn game, all the way through, in one sitting. At which point, he promptly keels over and starts snoring. My friend knew the game in and out, so whenever there was a boss fight or an otherwise particularly tricky bit, he took the controller and handily clobbered Vulcan Raven or Psycho Mantis or whoever.įast forward to about 3:30 AM, and we finally make it to the final boss fight against Metal Gear (a big stompy killer robot), and I turn to my buddy, and nudge him to do his magic.
Hardcore.Īnd so, late into the night, and well into the next morning, we played MGS in its entirety.
All I really knew is you could sneak around and break dudes’ necks with your bare hands. In addition, he had Metal Gear Solid- a game that I had heard about, and had even played the first level a few times, but I’d never really gone that in-depth. At the time, I didn’t have a Playstation- but he did (which wasn’t the only reason I was friends with him, I should add).
Years and years ago, near the end of the 20 th century, I was hanging out at a friend of mine’s house. More Boss Fight Books! Metal Gear Solid, by Ashly & Anthony Burch
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