"I got so angry at the game, I just had to..."

i've broke my hand thumping the floor while playing Dave Mirra BMX bollocks.

i recently snapped my Need for Speed disk in half after the millionth attempt at yet another boring track that looked exactly like all the other tracks.

i took great pleasure in taking apart a ps2 controller, by holding the cord and swinging it down hard onto the floor. purely because it was one of those awful copy fake controllers, and it didn't work properly with half my games. i think particularly in this case the game was Transformers

When I was younger, I was getting all wound up by some Megadrive game, possibly a Mortal Kombat, and out of impulse grabbed a BB gun that was sitting on the bed next to me and took a shot at the screen. The telly made a massive POP and went black.

I turned it back on straight after and to this day I still play all my games on it, regardless of the small dent in the middle of the screen.

Having said that, Tiger Woods on the DS got ripped out of the slot (without turning the power off, cos I WANTED my savegame to get corrupted), and thrown across the room. It's still behind my wardrobe somewhere, and I hope it never comes out.

Also I hid Boulderdash from my Dad because he was spending all night on the C64. Eventually I destroyed it. Although I did buy him a c64 and Boulderdash again later.

I've broken so many keyboards from fist-pounding fury at games, now I slip into an emotion coma when playing games.

I've seen a few good video clips of people going totally batshit over losing at counterstrike.

Player 1: "THAT BOX OVER THERE, GET IT!!"

Player 2: "What does it do?"

Player 1: "I DON'T KNOW BUT IT'S FLASHING AND ISN'T EDIBLE!! GET IT!!"

I think I've got a couple at home somewhere. I'll stick them up on putfile tonight, if I remember.

You could come out crying from those sessions sometimes.

As a note my Japanese ex-boyfriend accepted my gaming superiority quite graciously.

you should try it on 6 stars!

There's not much point in playing it anymore anyway, not with 17 days to go

Dan, play CS with us, dude.

He's destroyed 3 playstations over Res Evil.

I'll have to tell him next time I see him.

I suspect those things are kind of indestructable.

Anyway, I've normally had a fair bit of respect for games equipment (Except for me throwing the XBox controller at the floor in a Conker: Live and Reloaded huff yesterday), by my brother takes the cake.

He was playing Tetris on a gameboy while he was on the toilet many years ago, got annoyed and headbutted it. He BROKE THE SCREEN IN HALF then started crying. Now I don't have to tell anyone that the original Gameboy was built like a brick shithouse, but it would appear my brothers cranium is far strong than that. He's also headbutted some early-generation laptop and snapped the keyboard AND screen, snapped a SNES controller in half with his BARE HANDS after a paticuarily humiliating round of Street Fighter 2, thrown entire computers against walls, you name it.

One paticular favorite of mine was a friends boyfriend playing tekken against me (Or some similar fighting game) that I'd never played before. Apparently he'd competed professionally and was a bit of a god at it. I picked some character at random and I beat him hands-down by calculated button mashing, and I swear he almost went into a coma chanting "Thats... that's not right! Something's wrong!". I think I broke his head by proving that those games just aren't as strategic as some people think.

Hahaha, I remember the first time I did exactly this with my DS too!

this is so great!

xpost =^.^=

At least it's better than breaking things I suppose.

omg, we are all that crazy german kid from that video.

i punched the shit out of my pc analogue game pad yesterday, breaking the analogue stick part. and then lol spat on it as I threw it in the bin.

this was because it wouldn't calibrate properly, tried everything.

later that day i took it out the bin, fixed the stick, reinstalled. it calibrated fine.

we're friends again now.

you sound like a lunatic...

I've never broken anything. I tend towards depression instead of anger. Worst was with the drag races in NFS:Underground. I actually considered giving up gaming due to the frustration and feelings of inadequacy. The movements of the opponent's cars and the oncoming traffic stick to the same pattern, but occasionally they will subtly change, causing me to total the car even though I thought that I had finally for the sequence of lane changes and shifts down. All very frustrating.

And I have to agree with JimD's "Don't get angry. If you get angry, the game has beaten you" - there's a connection between how ticked off you are and how bad your performance is, and it runs both ways, turning into a vicious circle (oops, mixed metaphor...)

i took great pleasure in taking apart a ps2 controller, by holding the cord and swinging it down hard onto the floor

yeah, recognise this one. PES fever again.

Once threw a full cup of tea the length of our living room, smashing it against the far wall over a Championship manager game. my dad was in the room, went down very well. game was thrown out, and i had to paint the room.

learned my lesson though, switched back to 4-4-2 and never strayed since.

it runs both ways, turning into a vicious circle (oops, mixed metaphor...)

But surely a circle, vicious and otherwise, runs both ways by virtue of being a circle.

Anyway, I don't get mad at video games, I get even. (Or I stop playing.)

HULK SMASH

What have you or your siblings/roommates/etc broken because they got so pissed off? Tell your amusing stories of damage done to your equipment or your body here.

Oh DEAR GOD when I was five we got an NES, and already my three-year-old little brother could kick the ass of both me and my father at any game. (Moms don't seem to play video games, even for a one-go try. Is this correct?)

Any game that was remotely difficult made the boy have an outright temper tantrum at anyone in the room. "YOU MADE ME DIE!!!" The worst – WORST – was when we got the first Ninja Turtles game for the NES. That game is nasty hard. I loved video games, but I wasn't the best at them, and my brother was a complete controller hog, but I was always excited to even watch him play. And TMNT, man, that game was cruel. I'd be sitting stock-still behind him on the couch, trying to even BREATHE inaudibly, because if anything bad happened, I was the scapegoat. Eventually he took to throwing the controller at me whenever he fucked up. He had a great aim and those things had fucking sharp edges.

One time I was at the house of my friend's mom. I's never met her before – her dad got custody in the divorce, so I'd only ever hung out at his house, which had a jolly & chill vibe.

Her mom lived in a dark, filthy single-wide trailer, but she'd bought an NES for my friend to play with. The first game we played was "Where's Waldo?" I don't know if anyone's ever played this game, but it involves scrolling around with the controller, and pressing A over the few pixels that you hope are Waldo. A typical screen looked like this:

http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/90/Waldo-NES.png

This game is not fun. After 20 minutes, I told her mom I wasn't crazy about Where's Waldo and could we please play a different game. She ripped the cartridge out of the console, threw it at my head, and said, "I'm SORRY I'm not good enough for you!"

A group of us used to get together for Goldeneye sessions. There were four of us in all and after each game we had various hats we had to wear that were allocated out in order of greatness (for instance there was a shitty jester hat for the person who came last) so there were temper tantrums abound almost every game and barricking like you've never heard before.

You could come out crying from those sessions sometimes.

-- Ste (Fuzzy), Tuesday, October 4, 2005 11:26 AM (2 years ago)

That is FANTASTIC!!!

My wife refused to play Bust-A-Move 2 with me for years following a huge winning streak involving lots of laughter and gloating on my part and lots of swearing and door slamming on hers.

Our Hannah still beats me at Wii Bowling 99 times out of 100 and I hate her.

I got so good at Pong as a kid that my father refused to ever play the game again, and expressed regret at ever having bought it in the first place.

I also beat him at board games. He has this thing of "buying a board game for Christmas" that we can all play as a family around the dining room table. But then I beat him three games in a row and the box ends up in the cupboard in the spare room along with all the previous year's games, never to be seen or played again.

Those are the kind of family traditions that get passed on for generations.

apparently if i'm playing some 2-player game, Pro Evo for instance, and i feel like the game is fucking me over, i complain about it loudly and then i clam up completely until the next time i win. i have been told this enough times that i now try to drop some self-conscious, glib one-liners so that i'm not silent, but now they're becoming my new trademark instead.

i get angry at games a lot but i have never damaged anything, except maybe through grinding my teeth. i can be pretty quick to whack the power button in a fit of riteous fury, though, which combined with my forgetfulness over saving games has caused me considerable anguish over the years.

^^^

This has happened to me so many times, and hurts SO much each time.

http://i33.tinypic.com/23jhe1t.png

In my freshman dorm we had a blackboard with the Top 5 pool players in the dorm, and suffice to say that any time I lost, I took it really hard. I definitely have thrown a few pool cues at dudes in my day, but I've mellowed since then.

now you use a bike chain instead?