VR Ping Pong Pro has some of the best tracking of the Move Controllers that I’ve experienced – if not the very best. A video game version just needs to work well – and this one does. Ping pong is a game of skill, but it isn’t terribly complicated. Points are awarded to my opponent on environmental scoreboards, as well as being displayed clearly above the net. The opponent (bodyless, and represented by a magical floating paddle) returns the ball, and in turn, I send it into space. This starts a volley that generally plays out the way one would expect it to. But eventually I was able to serve the ball in a semi-consistent manner. It took me a few (hundred) tries to get the hang of serving the ball before it bounced down on my side of the table, costing me the point. Serving is handled by a pull of the trigger on the Move Controller, which spawns the ball in mid-air right in front of your paddle. In general, Ping Pong Pro plays about the way that you would expect it to. Even being a ping pong failure, there are a great many things that I can say that recommend this game. The more I played around with VR Ping Pong Pro, the more I realized that this game was constructed with great care and attention to detail. And finally, unable to play ping pong in real life, I wondered if Ping Pong Pro could help me improve my game. With so many PSVR games fumbling the tracking of the Move Controllers, could Ping Pong Pro keep things stable enough to actually play a game that relied on precision and timing? My second question was how the three (!) development teams that worked on Ping Pong Pro managed to keep a game that has you constantly staring at a table visually interesting. My first question involved the functionality of the game itself.
I’m just not that guy.Īs such, I approached VR Ping Pong Pro from a unique standpoint. If you are coming to this review looking to see if VR Ping Pong Pro allows for trick shots or top spin, then I apologize. Those skill have now left my body, and I’ve never reengaged another “racket sport”. When I was 17, I spent a semester in gym class becoming proficient at badminton. In fact, I actively avoid walking too close to the ping pong table that resides in the kitchen at my day job, lest I get caught up in the gravitational wake of challenges and cursing that always seem to surround it. Before proceeding with this review, I think I need to get something out of the way.
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