It's coming home, it's coming home, football's coming home. This June sees the biggest sporting event the world has ever seen taking place in the land of the rising sun, the FIFA World Cup. And the Rising Sun is just where I'll be watching it. The Rising Sun pub, Bracknell. When I'm not in there though, I'll be taking England to glory myself, barring the dreaded penalty shoot-outs of course - which could see me back in the Rising Sun drowning my sorrows at yet another humiliating exit. To restore some national pride to our long suffering battered emblem, myself and resident FIFA convert Gary Foy took 2002 FIFA World Cup through its paces on the next-gen consoles, PS2, Xbox and GameCube.

The first task to fall on our heavy shoulders was to make the all important team selection and the excitement of the opening match against Sweden had us both leaving Seaman on the bench, as according to the stats, Martyn is a better keeper! McManamanamanaman is placed in the starting line up by EA, and promptly dropped by us in favour of Bowyer, statistically a better player but an inferior likeness. In fact Bowyer has to be the worst player likeness in this game. Sporting a jet black barnet and not a single aggressive movement he's nothing like the Bowyer we know and love. Other higher profile stars however are eerie in their effigies, Beckham and Owen in particular. Unfortunately Beck's haircut will be at least three styles out of date by June.
The first thing that strikes you about this game as being different from FIFA 2002 is the crowd. They are far more realistic in terms of animation and sound, with individual chanting depending what team you play with. 'Come on England! Come on England!' could be heard echoing from the stands. Even Argentina's fans sounded good, though naturally we gave them nothing to shout about.
This crowd atmosphere is supplemented by a full on orchestral score that's more 'tasteful BBC coverage' than 'tacky ITV glitz'. It is perhaps a little over dramatic, but when it accompanies a golden goal winner by Beckham in the final against Italy you can't fail to be moved on an emotional level.
Important goals are also accompanied by a rendered celebratory sequence, such as the opener in a match or the late equalizer against Belgium in the Quarter finals. Paul Scholes milked that one for all it was worth, standing god-like on the advertising hoardings in front of the adoring Belgian fans. That was no mistake, you read correctly. Both sets of fans celebrate a goal. It is amusing to see the French going wild as Fowler nets an injury time equalizer - doubt that would happen in real life.