The Legend of Zelda is the only video game franchise I feel like I still care about – I have played every Nintendo console title in the series since the NES original. Link to the Past, the N64 games, the Gamecube games… have greatly enjoyed the franchise.
I never bought a Wii U, because my purchase was contingent on a new, original Zelda game coming out for the system. Never happened.
Skyward Sword was literally the last video game I bought on opening weekend. I don’t really buy video games anymore.
So for a fan of the series who’d been laying dormant for a while, in a way… I was 100% hyped. I preordered ASAP. I avoided spoilers as much as I could, but seeing all the review scores come in so overwhelmingly positive was incredible, especially since I thought people would be a bit more divided, seeing as how it was such a departure for the series.
I had elected for store pick-up. I drove to Best Buy after getting off work. I talked to two different employees about the excitement for the game. I had my Switch and the game in the passenger’s seat.
Even thought it was only about 40 degrees outside and I was wearing a jacket… I had the AC on, and I was sweating as I drove, purely from all the adrenaline and excitement coursing through my body.
Turning on the title screen felt cathartic. It had been so long.
The best way I can summarize it is this: As a married man, with kids, with a full-time job, I’m not much of a ‘gamer’ anymore. But for this game, for Zelda, I was willing to fully engross myself again, to stay up irresponsibly late and pour in a lot of hours.
In many ways, playing Breath of the Wild has felt like my inner child’s last stand.