The RS version of this game is an abortion almost all the way around. From “perfectly” released pitches that either miss on the other side of the zone or are grooved down the middle so these ubiquitous steroid-version “post season” cards can hit them to the moon with [censored] timing to base runners behaving like they’re Forrest Gump playing the game for the first tIme ever instead of Hall of Famers. How many times have I seen TY F-in COBB stand on first base picking his nose until the pitcher releases the ball so he can be thrown out stealing. How many times has Kaline...KALINE!... done a little hamster dance before throwing the ball so the runner “just has time” to score? Yes. Quite the simulation you’ve built.
Tonight, I lost to a guy who never timed ANYTHING. Just meatball exploitation and mistimed bleeders all over the field. He came close to nothing in the first two AB’s against Prestige Palmer, went into the pause screen then came back making contact on everything because he obviously missed directional hitting. Right on cue came the perfectly released meatball he completely failed to time with Super Correa and hit out. The ball floated out like the [censored] Hindenburg. With these ridiculous power ratings, that happens all the time.
Me on the other hand? Good PCI placement the entire game with a wad that were timed next to perfect and came off the bat like the ball was made of lead. I’m not playing the game when it goes there. I’m participating in virtual ratfuckery.
There’s another thread I was glad to see, about how this game often ruins people’s entire days because when you “play” it, you‘re constantly reminded how you’re masturbating to what’s little more than a visually stimulating virtual slot machine with addictive content bait built in to keep you coming back for your “reward” hit. It wouldN’t bother me as much if the cards I want weren’t tied to online play...and the PS Plus membership, of course. Then I’d just grind the computer never havIng to tolerate this BS on top of dashboarders quitting half the time just to screw me out of the stats these jagoffasaur developers demand I collect in their online sewer to obtain the cards. Did I mention the toxicity of the online “experience” in general? I mean, they got rid of direct messaging met players, didn’t they? Yet, let’s try to force-herd more players into the cesspool! Brilliant. I digress.
I agree that homeruns “should” be a major part of this game, but a bomb fest shouldn’t be the only way to compete without bunt spamming. It’s obvious that so many players are switching back to directional, just laying on power swing, and are being rewarded for it. Ridiculous.
Someone else pointed out that the devs probably never play the asinine online version unless they’re required to at work. I understand why; who wants to take their work home with them? Grudging empathy aside, it shows.