This feels crazy. This is a console I have many, many happy hours with, and it’s been around for just short of half my life. I mean, there are gamers alive today for whom this was their very first console, and they’re nearly to the point where I have to engage them as fellow human beings. Ten whole years, man. And in that time, this flimsy little console-that-could gave us innumerable amazing games, and it’s still one of the most played consoles, even today.
One quick confession, though: I never owned a PS2. No, seriously. Back in the Dark Ages (pre-2001 or so) I was such a stalwart Nintendo fanboy that I was sure I could get Shigeru Miyamoto to come to my Legend of Zelda fan club meeting. So of course, the only thing I could possibly allow in my house was a Nintendo Gamecube. And yet, it seemed as though every friend I had that was even marginally aware of videogames owned several PlayStation 2’s. You couldn’t escape it. It’s become a staple of a gamer’s upbringing, and today, it turns ten.
So go finish your seventh playthrough of Shadow of the Colossus, go finish traversing Tidus’s Sphere Grid, or go crawl silently through the jungles of Russia. Celebrate how ever you’d like, just take some time to recognize what this anniversary means to the gaming world.