despelote Review


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Award of Excellence

Despelote– Indie? Yes. Nostalgic? yes. FPS? yes. Football (Soccer)?, yes. Does it work? wonderfully!

Despelote feels less like a game you play and more like a memory you slowly step back into. I played it on PS5 all the way to the platinum, and by the end it felt nostalgically intimate, like finishing the pages of a family photo album rather than completing a checklist. This is an indie game that understands something many bigger titles forget: that childhood isn’t a highlight reel, it’s a mood. A texture. A sound drifting in from outside while you’re supposed to be doing something else. Growing up with Italian, Colombian, and Ecuadorian roots, there’s a very specific overlap of worlds where despelote lands perfectly. Those years when football and games were not hobbies but a shared language. School mattered, but only just enough to get through the day so you could talk about goals, matches, rumors, who was better, who cheated, who almost scored. Life was smaller then, but it felt infinite. despelote captures that sensation with astonishing honesty but with romantic precision. That time when there was one screen at home shared by all with ruthless decision-making by mom and dad on what and when to watch it or play on it, no individual screen time but just a playground and neighborhood friends to pass the time, the best time of our lives.

Old school screen time

Everything feels fleeting by design. Moments don’t announce their importance; they simply pass, the way real childhood-into-adulthood moments do. You’re not pushed toward grand achievements. You drift. You listen. You kick a ball not because it’s a mechanic, but because that’s what kids did when there was a ball nearby and it was an instant way to make friends. The game trusts you to feel rather than to optimize, and that trust is rare, this authenticity is where it truly shines. The environments feel lived in, not staged, conversations overlap, adults talk around you, not to you, they ignore you as the little annoying brat you were. Football exists everywhere without being romanticized into mythology. It’s just there, like it was back then—on the radio, in the street, in the background of daily life. For anyone who grew up in football-obsessed cultures during those days in which national teams making it to the World Cup were a legendary milestone reserved for very few that helped cover for adult problems, this rings painfully true and replaying it give the feeling that our presence was a part of that achievement, for a culture, for a country.

Kick the ball because it is there

And then there’s the sound design. This is not background audio; it’s memory architecture. Voices, street noise, distant matches, casual commentary bleeding into silence, greeting from the lady at the store; the soundscape does as much storytelling as the visuals, sometimes more. Close your eyes during certain moments and it could be any neighborhood, any country, any year before responsibilities hardened the edges of things. Despelote isn’t interested in impressing you with systems or spectacle but in reminding you who you were when games and football were everything, exactly the way they are when you’re still in school and the world hasn’t asked you to choose yet. Finishing it, platinum included, felt less like mastery and more like closure. This is a small game with a long echo: it doesn’t shout, it lingers.

Don't lose faith!

Kudos to the creators—Ecuadorian sons of art—who made something many of us born in the ’80s once dreamed of: making a videogame, turning play itself into a game. Even more kudos for making something that truly matters. Despelote tells a deeply intimate story that somehow transcends time and culture. When you hear it or see it, it feels immediately familiar, but making that feeling playable—turning memory, sound, and fleeting moments into interaction—is the real achievement. It’s a rare kind of success, one that deserves a pause, and a moment of genuine awe and reflection of the old “when all this time went by?”. Is reliving our childhood.

The Good:
+ Gameplay, FPS football! Not more to add.
+ Atmosphere and color palette
+ Astonishing sound design that covers amazingly for the graphical limitation chosen

The Bad:
- Duration and replayability as platinum can be achieved in a couple of hours

Final Rating: 90% - Despelote is a playable masterfully done trip down a nostalgic era when games, friends and football mattered in a way nowadays kids will never understand.

 

Note: A review code for despelote was provided by the publisher. It was reviewed on PlayStation 5.