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"WWE Wrestling: Smackdown! Here Comes the Pain" (THQ)

Tom: I'm so going to smack you down.

Jeff: When did the WWF become the WWE anyway?

Tom: Actually, I don't know. The WWE lost a legal battle with the World Wildlife Fund or something. I haven't watched wrestling since I was in junior high. I'm going to go out on a limb here and say any pro-wrestling fan older than 15 should probably be sterilized.

Jeff: Happily, "Smackdown! Here Comes the Pain" gives you plenty of opportunities to play not only as Triple H, the Rock, Vince McMahon, Kurt Angle and other current superstars, but also as WWE "legends" like George "The Animal" Steele, Ric Flair, Rowdy Roddy Piper, Nikolai Volkoff and the Iron Sheik. There's really no choice. I'm taking George Steele.

Tom: And my word, they've really done a loving job rendering the back and chest hair of George Steele, haven't they? What a weird cultural moment that was, when thousands of people were cheering for a guy on the other end of middle age pretending to be a turnbuckle-eating, semi-retarded ape-man. I'm going with Ric Flair. The figure-four leglock!

Jeff: Very good gameplay. The graphics are excellent. When you punch people, a constellation of sweat explodes off their faces. The moves are fluid and nicely varied -- and there are a lot of them.

Tom: While you're admiring the game, I'm beating you with a foldout chair. I have to say, I rather like this "taunting" button. I taunt you, George Steele!

Jeff: People bleed in this game. You've just made the Animal George Steele bleed! I'm fleeing the ring. And somehow I've wound up in a parking lot.

Tom: You've got a fine wrestling game when you can chase your opponent out of the ring, into the backstage area, into the stadium's bowels, into the dressing room, out into the garage and finally across the parking lot.

Jeff: Not to mention the fact that you can hop into a forklift and use it as a weapon.

Tom: Or throw manhole covers at each other.

Jeff: Or spray each other with fire extinguishers.

Tom: It really is the little touches, isn't it?

Jeff: The character-creation options are mind-boggling, and a bit complicated. You can create a wrestler and give him or her everything from a "feminine" style to a "groove" style. And you can customize their movements right down to the angle at which they tauntingly cock their heads.

Tom: OK, knock it off. You could have probably become a WWE wrestler in the time you've wasted designing your stupid character.

Jeff: They've given us lots of different rings and match options, too. Cage matches, ladder matches, something called "Hell in a Cell"--

Tom: What is this "Bra & Panties" match?

Jeff: I have no idea.

Tom: I believe it's our duty as professional video game reviewers to find out what a "Bra & Panties" match is all about. I am playing as Torrie Wilson and Jeff is playing as the comely Sable. It's diva vs. diva in the "Bra & Panties" match.

Jeff: Gosh. I'm going to admit here that I thought "Bra & Panties" was mostly metaphorical.

Tom: Yeah, I know. But the object really is to strip your opponent to her undies.

Jeff: They certainly honor their constituency over at WWE headquarters, don't they? Do they really have these types of matches? Like, could I catch them on Thursday nights?

Tom: I'm aghast. And strangely titillated.

Jeff: I just tore off your halter top and threw it into the crowd!

Tom: I'm still strangely titillated. Are you getting the feeling that the whole of "Smackdown! Here Comes the Pain" was merely a pretext for these programmers to work out their sexual kinks by animating women savagely tearing off each other's clothes?

Jeff: I think it's in everyone's interests to keep Freud out of these discussions. It's incredibly fun, though. You have to give the "Bra & Panties" match credit for that.

Tom: I will make a confession, and I don't know what it means, and I'm not sure I want to know, but we could spend the next six hours tearing the clothes off each other's wrestlers and I wouldn't mind.

Jeff: Um, right.

"Winning Eleven Soccer 7"(Konami)

Jeff: Yea, truly this is the Game of all soccer games.

Tom: That's a bit like saying Home Depot's Midnight Blue is the best paint to watch dry.

Jeff: Your dislike of soccer, and soccer games, is noted.

Tom: I cite Jonathan Chait's New Republic piece from July 2002: Soccer is the sport of "shaggy athletic misfits." Chait reminded us that A) no non-soccer-playing country has ever lost a war to a soccer-playing country, and B) people have been saying soccer is the American sport of the future for going on 25 years. Face it, man: You love a slow, boring, pinko sport.

Jeff: However, sophisticated lovers of sport -- true aficionados of what Pelé called "the beautiful game" -- will be happy to know that "WE 7" remains, for sheer gameplay, the best title available. As far as we know. I say that having not yet played Electronic Arts' "FIFA 2004," so it's kind of hard to compare them. But if "FIFA 2004" is anything like last year's version, it will be superior to "WE 7" only in superficial ways: better commentary, music, presentation and what have you. And because EA has better licensing agreements, when you're playing the Dutch national team, instead of hearing the announcer say "Von Mistelroum," as he does in "WE 7," he'll properly say "Van Nistelrooy." But if you can look beyond the cosmetics, this game is great.

Tom: Van Nistel-what?

Jeff: The great Dutch striker. He plays for Manchester United.

Tom: Oh. All I remember is that "WE 6's" commentary was so laughably bad that we had to change the language to Spanish or German so it would sound better.

Jeff: That feature, alas, is missing in this incarnation. But check out the improvements in the way the players move, the way the ball bounces around. It's really astonishing -- these programmers have had to recreate physical laws from the ground up, and in this game, unlike any other sports title I've played, I feel like all the Newtonian laws are at work. The referee is bit quick to pull out the cards, though.

Tom: "Gallaraga passes to Garralaga. Rallagera passes to Gallaraga." Remember that "Simpsons" bit? Hilarious. That episode was just savage on soccer: "Fast-kicking! Low-scoring!" And we all know "The Simpsons" is never wrong.

Jeff: Look at this. Just enjoy the ballet of soccer. It feels just like a real game. The subtleties of midfield passing, the slow build up until you can exploit the defense's weaknesses ...

Tom: Feels like a real soccer game to me. We've now played three games. Total number of goals scored: two.

Jeff: That's because they've made it so lifelike. All of these AI opponents behave with such plausibility that I can't just dribble up the entire field and shoot. At the difficult level, the game forces you to play soccer. Except for the fact that you can smoke cigarettes while you do it.

Tom: You know, everyone complains about American culture poisoning the world. Does anyone ever complain about European culture and its lame-ass soccer manifestations poisoning our culture? I resent soccer and everything it stands for.

Jeff: We're going into golden goal overtime!

Tom: God help you.

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