August 6th, 2008 by WithaK
Hayden has taken to requesting video games as part of our nightly routine. As long as he’s had good behavior we generally allow it. Tonight he requested the old NES Super Mario Brothers.
What followed was 15 minutes of pure video game heroism.
They don’t really make games like this anymore. Those old NES games remain some of the most difficult games in existence.
I still remember all the old secrets; the warps, the hidden 1ups and stars, knowledge cultivated from countless hours played after school as a child.
The earlier levels are pretty simple. I rush through the levels building coins and lives, but rarely slowing down.
I eventually make it to 8-1 where things start to get tricky. This is where the number of lives historically takes a dive, but I make the impossible jumps and advanced onward.
I rush past 8-2 where I used to get stuck on the Bullet Bills and collect the last 1up I remember.
8-3 is a breeze as I still have the Fire Flower I picked up in 4-2.
This gives me a huge advantage coming into the final level, 8-4. I’m close to pitching a no-hitter. So far I’ve not lost a single life and have only been touched by only one Goomba, but my memory falters. 8-4 is a maze that I don’t remember.
I try to navigate my way through the maze as the clock ticks down. I have to double back a few times and I start to get nervous as the timer drops under 100 seconds. Eventually I find the right path, which I identify as things get more bizarre. A fish jumps out of the lava and knocks me back down to a small Mario.
I recognize that Bowser is coming up and that only one hit from him will kill me, but I have no choice. I press on, leaping over him, sure that one of his hammers will make contact with me, but I clear them all and knock him into the lava.
I rescue my princess and cheer. Hayden and I high five repeatedly.

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