Genre: Baseball
Developer: Tose
Publisher: Jaleco
Year: 1988
Basic Idea: After trying not to drop fly balls, bean the opponent’s best hitter to start a brawl.
Review: This baseball game has some serious flaws, but it’s loads better than the other three games in the series. I am pretty sure the main reason I can tolerate all the flaws is because I owned it and played it a lot, adjusting to them.
What really set Bases Loaded apart from all the other baseball games out at the time is that the strike zone, for the first time in video game history, had depth. You pitched from the perspective of the pitcher, and could try pinpoint placement of your pitches. Not only that, your batter couldn’t just swing; he he had to aim his bat as well. The game has other advantages over its contemporaries. There were clearly spoken umpire calls for “Play Ball!” as well as “safe/out” and “ball/strike.” Landing a curveball on the outside corner and hearing the umpire yell, “Strike three. You’re out!” back in 1988 was pretty sweet. The music, while repetitive, was pretty darn catchy. When you hit a home run, your pitcher would hang his head in shame while the batter would do a little showboating. And as already mentioned, if your best batter is beaned, there’s a chance he’ll charge the mound and kick the living daylights out of the pitcher.
This game would easily be top 50 if it weren’t for some seriously difficult running and fielding controls. Unlike most baseball games, you advance bases by holding the base you’re coming from rather than the one you’re going to, which is really counter-intuitive. Controlling your defense is insanely difficult as well. Defenders run slowly, especially when going diagonally. Moreover, tracking fly balls is nigh impossible, as the camera waits until the last second to catch up with your outfielders. The defenders are already going towards the ball, but making last second adjustments is difficult. The final dagger is that while the defenders are slow, they’re throwing arms are insanely good, as tagging up from third is likely to result in an out even if the center-fielder catches the ball at the warning track.
While the game didn’t have an MLB or MLBPA license, it was still easy to fall in love with the players, as they all had unique names and unique batting stances. Some even had unique showboating on home runs. My favorite team was always Hawaii, with Debro anchoring the lineup. I never played through a whole season, mostly due to the significant lengths of a single game, but I did enjoy it quite a bit as a kid. Unfortunately, due to the above flaws, I don’t see myself enjoying it much anymore.
But I’ll never forget the umpires, Yuk, Dum, Boo, and Bum.
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