Andy 1, PlayStation3 0
So you have a Playstation 3. It has pride of place in the living room, usually under a fairly large high definition TV. It’s safe to say you love it. You play with it most days. Your family and friends dread when there’s talk of yet another must-have game because they know it’ll mean you monopolising the TV for hours on end, caught up in Call of Duty/Army of Two/Medal of Honor. IN fact, if there was any sort of emergency in the house – fire, flood – it’s a toss-up between your family and your Playstation as to what you’d save first. (We never say it, but deep down, we suspect it might be the PS3. )
If something happened to it, it would be close to disastrous.
Then one fateful day, it dies. And not only does it die, it dies in the middle of Black Ops. Which not only means you’ve probably lost all your hard-won progress in Black Ops up until now (hours upon hours for nothing), but also your favourite game of the moment is stuck inside the PS3. And no matter how hard you try, that’s not coming out.
Meet Andy’s PS3. Once the victim of a Red Light of Death (mid-game, playing Buzz. I still get blamed for that, although I’m not sure why), it was resuscitated with the help of a handy repairman somewhere in Bray.
But sadly, this time it was the end. It was beyond repair. The only problem is, it seemed determined to take Call of Duty with it.
Now, Andy is pretty resourceful. And also, he loves Black Ops. So having resigned himself to a PS3-free Christmas, decided that the best course of action was to dismantle it himself. Which is how, a few hours later, it ended up looking like this:
The good news is that Black Ops has now been rescued. The bad news is that the PS3 is now scrap.
With Andy’s permission, here’s how it happened.
First, getting the cover off:
Then, getting a look at the inside:
Next step, getting the Bluray player open:
Cue one happy Andy.
You’d be surprised at how much dust can be picked up after a couple of years. (Yes, he wrote his initials in it. I probably would have too.)
The fan that eventually killed the PS3:
And so it ends. It had a good life, but it’ll make way for a shiny new one after Christmas.