This morning, Keith Stuart - gaming correspondent for The Guardian - posted this cri de coeur lamenting that the fact that he no longer has the reflexes to play first person shooters. Within hours of posting, it had drawn dozens of sympathetic comments from other gaming greybeards.
I know this is a topic that has been discussed a number of times, but the launch of CoD: WWII - which promises to return the series to its roots, where many of us cut our FPS teeth - seems like a good opportunity for us to compare notes, chart our declines, and plan for our FPS multiplayer-less future.
I turned 45 last year, and decided to make Battlefield 1 my last excursion into the land of traditional FPS multiplayer. I was finding my results too inconsistent and my position on the final scoreboard too low to really enjoy playing anymore. Like many, I found myself blaming - variously - lag, low ping, poorly designed maps, the prevalence of camping snipers, the capriciousness of the Gods, when in fact the fault lay with me. The modern FPS is just too much for me.
At Xmas, I reloaded Star Wars Battlefront and played two rounds of Walker Assault in which I failed to get more than two kills, while simultaneously gifting at least 10 to other players. Particularly galling where the number of one-on-ones that I managed to lose, despite getting off the first shot or three. I was a virtual Muk Yan Jong for anyone with the good fortune to cross my path.
In short, I am a gaming Benjamin Button. Constantly shedding XP. Steadily de-ranking myself. Marching backwards from (just about) Competent down to Harmless. Just like I am in real life.
I think I'm ready for RTS games now...