Last year I wrote a little piece on the obsession people have with the computer game Football Manager. Throughout the piece I gave the impression that not only was I over it, but it would never affect me again. It was a thing of the past and there was no possible way I could ever carry on with that and still maintain a healthy contribution to real family life.
I was wrong.
Back in February with some spare time on my hands – yeah I cannot believe it either, spare time, what a concept – I indulged in the game a little. A dear work colleague had purchased the game for my birthday back in November, but I hadn’t really got going with it. Indeed over the end of year and beginning of this year I barely touched if at all. The inspiration came up to use it though, so I did. And lo and behold I was able to play it, without it disrupting my life. Truly a miracle.
Since that time, as I’ve gone through one or two issues, it has proven to actually be a source of great comfort and relief. Don’t get me wrong I’m hardly saying FM saved my life, but it has certainly been a very big help. Such was my enjoyment of getting back in the game, that I wrote a few notes about my progress. Not only that, but in my perusals I came across this brilliant web-site dedicated to sharing Football Manager stories. Well that got me thinking … then I thought ‘nah, I best leave it to those capable of writing about it’. Then I had another thought that said ‘come on, this is my blog, whether I’m able to write about it or not, I should surely be able to give it a go here of all places!’ That was a good thought.
Therefore in the coming weeks get ready to relive some fascinating twists and turns in the career of Christopher Dryden: Football Manager. It should prove to be of some interest, and should it never scale the heights of those experts at that brilliant site, at least it will still a most intriguing story of how on earth I got on with the game.