By Toby McCasker on June 25, 2014 at 4:09 pm
Battlefield 4 is not very good. Never in my gaming life have I had to endure a game like this, much less one that’s part of a franchise I’ve more or less loved unconditionally since discovering it. If I didn’t have that history, I would’ve bailed the first time it hung eternally pre-game, or crashed my entire setup mid-game, or after it crashed post-game and forgot that time I nailed a headshot from halfway across Rogue Transmission.
Yes, even with the thick rubber band I was wearing that day, I still managed to do something OK, and some proof I wasn’t wasting my life on an EA afterthought would’ve been cool.