Sunday, March 18, 2012

Beyond my control: Koopa Troopa

There are a few times in my life where I want something really really baldy (thank you, iPhone auto-correct). Like, practically obsessionally. As though, somehow, if it happened, it would make my life better. Unfortunately, these are sometimes things that I have no control over whatsoever.

I become fixated on the oddest things, it seems, and in this (theoretically) recurring theme, I'll address some of those obsessions. So far, I have been fairly luckless in my dreaming, but nothing is impossible, and all going well, most of these things may occur before I'm done.

To get started, I look at one of my first bits of wishful thinking. It's a little strange, but still, it gave me fits. Mild little fits, but fits all the same. You see, ever since Super Mario Kart in 1992, I have been a great big fan of the Koopa Troopa. The reason why is fairly simple; I, like any other gaming kid of the early 90s, loved Yoshi. He was one of the coolest additions in Super Mario World, and though his popularity has dipped significantly since Yoshi Story's introduction of the goofy, squeaky voice, back in SMK, he was hot property. Kids wanted to play as Yoshi.

My older sister was quick on the draw however, and was always able to snag the green guy first. So naturally, I would evolve and adapt, and select the most 'Yoshi-like' of the remaining roster. In this case, it was Koopa Troopa. And, as a result, I would grow to love the little gaffer. He quickly became my favourite Mario character, and over time, would take the title of favourite gaming character of all (other faves include Falco Lombardi and Sonic the Hedgehog).

So you can imagine my shock and disdain when Mario Kart 64 hit the shelves, and was distinctly lacking in Koopa Troopa. Wow. In only five short years, I had already been dealt my first roster-based blow. To some, the exclusion of a hot rookie in a new sport game would dampen their experience. For me, it was the absence of a cute turtle. To each his own, really.

And unfortunately for me, the Nintendo 64 era would be a dark age to be a Koopa Troopa fan. Routinely, Mario games would come out, and you could select your Luigi or your Yoshi or your Wario... But, more often than not, there would be no Koopa. I could reel them off: Mario Party, Mario Golf, Super Smash Bros... There was no Koopa lovin'. And I felt so damned gypped. He was foot soldier numero uno, how was he not worth inclusion?

Finally, in 2000, the draught was ended, when Koopa Paratroopa was made playable for Mario Tennis. And, lo and behold, a Koopa named Kooper was one of the selectable sidekicks for Paper Mario. From there, Koopa would enter a renaissance of playability that has proven ongoing: if it's a Mario game, then chances are good that you can play as the Koopa Troopa. He still hasn't hit the mack daddy: the Smash Bros series. But this year, at long last, he became a part of the Mushroom Kingdom box social, Mario Party 9. I have waited so damned long to be able to use Koopa in a Mario Party game, and I honestly admit that 80% of the reason I bought it was simply so I could use him.

The more things change, the more they stay the same. So I shall raise my glass, celebrating 20 years of avid Koopa fandom. Here's to 20 more years of turtle power, be it in the driver's seat, on the soccer pitch, or in the courtroom (Super Mario Lawyer: BELIEVE).

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Favourite moments in sport #2

I really enjoyed yesterday's reflection, so I thought I'd throw more out there.


#3 Vince Carter wins the 2000 dunk contest
It'll be a long time yet before I forget how hurt I felt when Vince Carter messily divorced the Raptors in 2004, but I'll always have my memories of happier days. You can taint them in hindsight, but you can't take away the magic they once held.

Carter's dominance of the dunk contest at the top of the millennium was a spectacle that's still spoken of today. Some call Vince the best dunker of his time, and finally, the Toronto Raptors could claim that one of their own was the very best. There hasn't been a great deal of success for the young franchise, and other than a playoff series win in 2001 (also courtesy of Vince), this would probably be the #1 moment for most Raps' fans.

My favourite part is 7:57, where Michael Keaton looks on in amazement. That's right, even Beetlejuice is awe-struck!!


#4 The Music City Miracle
Come on, you had to know it was coming, right? Buffalo fans, clutch tightly to your memories of January '93, because moment #4 is that controversial old favourite.

In the dying seconds of the wildcard match against the Bills, the Titans held a 16-15 disadvantage as they fielded Steve Christie's kickoff from the 25-yard line. The rest is automatic in the minds of Titans fans: Lorenzo Neal hands the ball to Frank Wycheck. Wycheck heads to his right, pivots, and piffs the ball across the field to Kevin Dyson, who takes it the rest of the way, untouched. To the naked eye, the trajectory of the pass is nearly impossible to determine. Is it a legal lateral? Or did it go forward, rendering the play dead? Bills fans will always attest it to be the latter, but the officials upheld the play. Titans win, and go all the way to the Superbowl. Unfortunately, in that Superbowl, the magical moment would happen to the wrong team...


#5 2006 Rose Bowl
As a change of pace, this one wasn't achieved by a team I follow, though it did hold serious connotations for the Tennessee Titans. For me, this game was basically all about Vince Young. If the Longhorns won, Vince would declare himself eligible for the NFL draft, where the Titans, with pick #3, were in position to take him. Should the USC Trojans win, Vince had indicated he would go back to Texas for his senior year. The Titans couldn't be certain to hold that lofty a position in the draft, and likely would have taken Matt Leinart instead. Titans wanted Vince, they wanted this.

And it just may have been the most exciting game I have ever watched, college, pros, or otherwise. The Trojans were likely the better team overall, but Vince Young was a man among boys. Sure, he had some help along the way, but without him, it wouldn't have even been close. Then, on 4th and 5, Vince dashes with the ball into the endzone, securing a national championship for the Longhorns.

Texas wins, Vince is drafted by the Titans, and is cut five seasons later. But hey, two out of three ain't bad.