PHOTO: Luiz Siqueira
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As a video-game fanatic in my own right and as the
editor of four game magazines in Brazil, I knew that
to satisfy our readership with firsthand reviews I had
to get my hands on a Sony PlayStation 3 on 17 November,
the day it was to be released. After all, it was hyped
as the most powerful game machine ever. The trouble
was that Sony’s game division had no official presence
in Brazil, and that it pretty much ignored the local
media, despite the country’s several million gamers.
If I wanted a PS3, I would have to come to New York
City and wait in line.
And the waiting promised to be long. Because of
production snags, reportedly due to shortages in
Blu-ray laser components, the PS3 launch was going to be
plagued by a scarcity of machines. Sony had originally
planned to have 400 000 PS3 units for its U.S. launch,
but industry analysts were saying the company would
ship no more than 150 000. Sony remained optimistic,
saying that by year-end it would ship 1 million PS3
units in North America, but again, some analysts
estimated shipments would reach only half that amount.
Although I arrived in New York three days before
the launch, lines were already forming at some stores.
At my hotel room in Times Square, I strategized with
the two Brazilian co-workers traveling with me. We
decided to camp outside the Sony Style store in
midtown Manhattan, on the ground floor of Sony’s U.S.
headquarters, where the New York PS3 launch party was to
take place. The store was going to receive 400 PS3
units, many times more than any other retailer in the city.
We crammed food, water, winter clothing, and
umbrellas into our backpacks, then went to a discount
store for three beach chairs, at $15 apiece. We got to
the line, at the corner of Madison Avenue and East 56th
Street, at 10:18 a.m. on Wednesday, 15 November—launch
day minus 37 hours and 42 minutes. There were 152
people standing in front of us, so we were among the 400
lucky souls.
To avoid waking up to find ourselves outflanked,
we took turns keeping watch through the night
We killed time text-messaging our moms and wives in
Brazil or playing our PSP and a Nintendo DS portable
game systems. We also got acquainted with the folks
around us. Chris, a talkative Bronx native sporting an
NFL jersey and green headband, told us he wanted a PS3
for himself badly, but reselling it on eBay was an
enticing proposition as well. His solution? To get an
extra PS3, he had dragged his teenage sister along.
The line even included some who didn’t quite know what
a PlayStation 3 was. Case in point: a hapless secretary
dispatched to the line to buy a PS3 for her boss’s son.