(Baseball, October 1985, Nintendo)
MLB: The Show, Ken Griffey Presents Major League Baseball, MVP Baseball, and Baseball Mogul. Over the years, there have been a few excellent baseball games that have stood the test of time. These revered titles can be popped in to this day and still retain some of the magic that made them a blast. That being said, the first baseball game released for the NES is clearly not one of them. Today, we take a peek at the initial rendition of the Summer Classic to grace us in 8-bits, the creatively named Baseball.
Baseball spelled with it's namesake is pretty sweet. The title screen music is used for about 5 other games as well. Nintendo must've paid their composers per tune and not per usage.
This is normally where I throw some history for the readers to soak in but c'mon folks, it's baseball! Other than MMA, my personal game of choice. 9 players hit the field, 4 balls is a walk, 3 strikes and you're out, 3 outs and you switch sides. The rules are well known to almost anyone and in that regard, it's an easy game to pop in and instantly get going. Did Nintendo faithfully translate "America's Pastime" into an enjoyable experience for kids to lose themselves in? It saddens me to say, not even close.
"After carefully considering offers from A, M, G, and X, I've decided to take my talents to H! I can't wait to be a major part in the H vs Y feud and plan to play here at least two long years!"
Let's begin with the team names. Granted, when a publisher doesn't have the license to use real MLB logos and names, they normally run with the city name and the uniform colors. Usually, from that, we automatically gather that if the team's name is "Bos" and the colors they sport are red and white, good money is on them being the Boston Red Sox. Baseball said "fuck all that noise" and gave us the legendary squads of A, C, D, P, R, and Y. Further examination will reveal the teams as the Athletics, Cardinals, Dodgers, Phillies, Royals, and Yankees judging by the color schemes. Nowadays, we equate the Royals to a team that has had one winning season since 1993 and akin to the Pittsburgh Pirates of the NL, sort of a running gag. Seeing as this was launched October 18, 1985, Baseball was two days removed from George Brett and the Royals defeating Ozzie Smith's Cardinals in the World Series, justifying their inclusion in this cart. What I don't understand is if all 6 teams are EXACTLY the same with only uniform swaps, why couldn't we just have all 28 teams at the time and add even one letter to the teams name so we could tell the Astros from the A's? Also of note, did all the black and latino players go on strike before they hit the field? In these days and times, little details like that become rather noticable. One could attempt to argue that the game was made in Japan, however the MVP of the Nippon League in 1984, when Baseball debuted in the arcades, was Greg Wells, a black man..
Kansas City Royals, falling flat on our asses since 1993!
Throw so much as one pitch right down the middle and this will happen 90% of the time.
Other than frustration, the only other emotion this game can seem to conjure up is a deep sympathy for the pitcher. It truly is like Nolan Ryan on the mound with a gang of stoned sumo wrestlers in the background trying to field. Pitching is tolerable as you have 3 speeds to work with and the only complaint is after you hit A, he throws it pretty much whenever the hell he wants to. At times, it is instantly pitched to the batter and other times, he shakes off a sign and stands there mean-mugging the batter a few seconds before the wind-up, adding more time to an already long as hell game.
That isn't 3 left fielders, my fucking PITCHER is chasing a ball that far!
The worst part of this game, and the main reason is gets such a low mark is the goddamned fielding. The controls are just anarchy. Any fielder you control moves about the speed of a mudslide and the game has no concept of who is closest to the ball whatsoever. A routine pop-up was missed by my third basemen and instead of the game allowing me to control the left fielder and try to get to the ball, it makes my 3B run (more like freshly twisted ankle hobbling) after the ball all the way to the warning track. As if it could be worse, the fielder and the ball are often moving the same speed meaning you aren't getting to shit until you make it all the way to the wall and pray the ball ricochets in your direction. Three fucking times a simple play was turned into something really damaging to my chances of a fair game. The routine groundball that rolled through my second baseman's legs that turned into an inside the park home run almost costed me a controller.
I tried to exact revenge for the '88 World Series but by the 2nd inning, I was getting spanked. Sorry Oakland, better luck next baseball review.
Hitting is easy enough. A baseball is hurled towards your batter and you try to hit A at the right time. Simple, yet effective, as is hitting in most baseball games. That is, until you actually reach first base. Even if you get the perfect slicer down the third base line for what should be an easy triple, your player grows fucking roots at first. I beat the everloving piss out of my buttons to no avail attempting to light any kind of fire under my players ass, yet all he could muster was to blankly stare at me and remain planted where he was. This game's rules have no rules. The one time I got my guy to accomplish forward motion, it was by complete accident and I couldn't get him to turn back around nor know why I even tried. Any semblance of strategy that might be thought up is just an exercise in futility. Your choices are pretty much limited to either knocking it out of the park everytime or having your ass handed to you on a silver platter. Good luck with option A.
When I think baseball, I think of these all-time great teams!
As for the sound, most titles of the "Sports Series" work extremely well without any background tunes, but this is one game that sorely needed it. Seeing as this was the only baseball title at the time, the poor consumer had to endure the rousing sound of nothing while the game was droning on. It's as slow moving as it gets and I timed a full game at 58 minutes, far too long for the 6 or so sound effects to keep things intresting or me distracted from what a clump of 8-bit shit this is. As a matter of fact, when you are called out, it is the exact same sound that Punch-Out on NES gives when you press start and the boxing glove breaks through the screen. Noone can blame me for nstantly making me want to pop that classic in when I hear it. The tiny ditty when you hit a home run is also the theme when you win a fight in the arcade version of Punch-Out, giving a strange link to both versions of the greatest boxing game ever created on any console. Later for that one though.
If you're one of those fans who just wish the Yankees lose everytime they hit the field, in this game all you have to do is play as them. Instant gratification!
THE FINAL VERDICT
3/10 Only slightly above Donkey Kong Jr. Math as an unplayable piece of NES history that should stay buried never to see the sun or be touched by civilization again. I spent 3 days mulling it over and trying like hell to give it the benefit of the doubt as the first baseball game and still can't go any higher in good conscience. Nintendo squandered a great opprotunity here as launch day, noone knew what the hell an Ice Climber, a Clu Clu, or a Goomba was. We all knew what baseball was and, sadly, they completely dropped the ball. I'm sure the five superstar outfielders from Team Y is still chasing that bitch to the wall today.
Exactly how I'd have felt if I spent 50 bucks on this title on launch day...