"Play is the highest expression of human development in childhood, for it alone is the free expression of what is in a child's soul."
Chess - one of the first "adult" games I learned to play |
The truth is I'm not prone to sentimentalism of nostalgia, no more than the next man anyway, but I do have a sharp memory. That memory was jolted the other day as I was searching through some storage bins in my basement - the common repository for forgotten possessions - and came across my classic board game Axis & Allies. Like Proust's response to the madeleine, my mind whirled over all those games I played in my youth. As I thought further I realized that play, that games, must be one of the defining features of my younger years. Games of all forms and varieties. Games of skill, of intellect, of speed and strength.
Today, my adult years, I rarely play games, and I thought of why that might be. I had to go back to the games I played as a child to understand.
World Domination
"No human being is innocent, but there is a class of innocent actions called games." - W.H. AudenI thought of my dad teaching me chess as a young boy. I wasn't the next Bobby Fisher, but I had a knack for strategy and other games beckoned. I thought of playing Stratego and Risk, imagining myself as the youthful Napoleon as I led my triumphant armies to glorious victories. I thought of Axis & Allies and how even as a young teenager I was aware that the game makers made it palatable to play as the Germans by showing the Iron Cross on the game pieces instead of the Nazi swastika. But I thought most about Empire Deluxe.
A sample of the Empire Deluxe world |
Apparently I wasn't the only one who loved this game. You can download an enhanced version (here) and play for yourself. I discovered this recently and decided to play again just to see if it would be as engrossing as it was fifteen years ago. It was everything I had remembered, enhanced as promised, but one critical thing was missing - the fun of losing myself in the game world.
The Great Builder
A Sim City 4 cityscape |
Now I can't play SimCity. I design and build for a living. The reality of being an engineer, the complexity of how things really work, undermines the pleasure to be had from the simplified models in the Sim world. I know now what I didn't know then - there is no perfect city to be made.
Simulated Action
"Video games are bad for you? That's what they said about rock n roll." - Shigeru MiyamotoOf course not all games need to apply grand strategies and long-term planning. That's where Sega and Nintendo come in. I was the only person I knew in the late 80s who had a Sega Master System and not Nintendo. It kind of made me feel like a weirdo. No matter how good I got at Altered Beast (and I wasn't that good), it would never be as good as beating Mario Bros. (whatever that entailed). Of course the world turned. When I upgraded to a Sega Genesis it was in vogue. Street Fighter II and Madden NFL '95 were my games. However, my real shining moment came when Nintendo 64 emerged in the mid 90s. I played Goldeneye like everyone else in my freshman year of college, and I took my MLB '99 Orioles to a World Series title (led by my MVP-winning avatar), but it was with Mario Kart 64 that I made my gaming reputation.
The prelude to victory - my victory |
I'd move on to Playstation 2 and the wonderful racing simulation of the Gran Turismo series. But by then college was over and the dedication to finish these games vanished. I'd like to play Mario Kart again, but I don't have a Nintendo 64. Plus, and more importantly, I know I could never recreate those past glories.
Physical Education
"...His head is tucked, his left leg is clearing the bars. And in one prolonged and aloof and discontinuous instant he sees precisely where he'll land and which way he'll run...He comes down lightly and goes easy-gaiting past the ticket taker groping for his fallen cap and knows absolutely-knows it all the way, deep as knowing goes, he feels the knowledge start to hammer in his runner's heart-that he is uncatchable." -Cotter Martin, a kid playing (and winning) a dangerous game in Don Delillo's Underworld.I don't want the previous paragraphs to lead you to think that I was stuck inside playing games all day long. No, I also played games outside. In fact I was quite a good athlete, in my own mind anyway. I played baseball throughout my youth. And if it wasn't real baseball then I was playing catch or some modified neighborhood version of home run derby. To mix it up my friends and I would have kickball games. There were several epic, high scoring contests that would last until the light failed deep on summer evenings. And then there was the frequent driveway basketball games, which must have been pretty ugly to watch.
In the winter, as I got a little older, we would play never-ending games of football. I remember one impromptu game that we started just as as snow began to fall on our field (my neighbor's expansive backyard). I caught 13 touchdowns as the snow covered the ground and a hushed awe overtook my neighborhood friends. Okay, it was hushed awe in my mind, but more likely un-realizing indifference on their part. Regardless, it was a transcendent performance (and that's the way I'm going to continue to remember it).
I picked up tennis after watching Andre Agassi win the 1992 Wimbledon title. I played some hack-filled four and five set matches with my friends on warm nights under the lights at our local community college. I never took a lesson, but I ended up getting to be pretty good.
Even in gym class all we really did was play games: basketball, badminton (very intense in my high school), volleyball, tennis, soccer, softball, and of course the rainy days where we stuck inside to play some form of dodge ball.
Wiffle ball - a kid's game? |
Academic Competition
When I was younger I even made a competition out of learning. I competed in geography bees (successfully) and captained my high school's Academic (Quiz) Team. We were good. We won some tournaments. We had fun and I even got a high school letter for my efforts.
If only knowing a lot of general information could get you somewhere in this world.
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"Games lubricate the body and the mind." - Benjamin FranklinSo to use Frobel's words, was my childhood play the free expression of what was in my soul? Going over these memories and re-living them as best I can in my mind, I'd like to think yes. My mind was engaged and my body was active. I played my various games for fun and I played them because it's what I was driven to do.
Now, I'm far more likely to watch games (sports) as I am to play them. There is just too much going on to play many games. I've got my work, a couple dozen close personal realtionships to maintain, a house, car, and plenty of other responsibilities, not to mention this blog. My free time is directed at other interests. But I hope, like the wiffleball games I mentioned, that every once and a while when I do play, I get to experience the joy and glories of the games of youth.
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In writing this post I realized that one could probably write a Bildungsroman centered on games and play. Perhaps someone already has. Can anyone provide an example of a novel or short story that focuses on a protagonists growth through childhood and adolescence with games as a central theme?
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