
Let’s face it: growing up gaming in the 80s, 90s, or even 2000s was basically an elaborate exercise in being lied to.
We had no Google. Just rumors from the kid at recess whose uncle “worked at Nintendo.” And a whole lotta wild assumptions.
I’m 40+ now, and guess what?
I STILL call Link “Zelda.”
Because some hills are worth dying on.
Here’s the ultimate list of the top 10 gaming myths you totally believed (and probably passed on to your kids).
Look. Nobody explained this to me in 1989.
The game’s called The Legend of Zelda. You play as some little elf guy in a green hat. Naturally, I assumed I’m Zelda. I’m the guy. Zelda’s me. Done.
Then years later someone drops, “Uh… his name’s Link.”
EXCUSE ME?
No. I refuse. I have passed this tradition onto my kids. “That’s Zelda,” I tell them, watching their Switch screens like a proud parent.
He may technically be Link, but to me? He’s Zelda. Forever.
Remember playing Super Mario Bros. 2 and thinking, “Wow. This feels… weird.”
Potions. Pulling up radishes. Floating through doors. Birdo?
Where did Birdo even COME FROM.
Turns out, it wasn’t a Mario game at all.
Nintendo literally slapped Mario sprites onto a completely unrelated Japanese game called Doki Doki Panic.
That’s why the whole thing felt like a fever dream. Because it WAS.
The first time I heard this? Mind blown.
I honestly thought maybe I’d hallucinated the entire game.
We all did it. Every single one of us.
Game not loading? You’d whip that cartridge out, give it a dramatic blow like you were the world’s tiniest trumpet player, jam it back in, and PRESTO.
Except… science says blowing didn’t help.
In fact, it could corrode the contacts.
But don’t worry. We’re keeping the tradition alive anyway. My kid tried blowing into a Switch cartridge once. It didn’t fit in the console but hey — A+ for effort.
Ah, the ultimate schoolyard lie.
“Bro, if you beat 100 guys in Cruel Melee without dying, you unlock Sonic and Tails.”
You’d waste hours trying. Spoiler: It wasn’t real.
Not until Super Smash Bros. Brawl years later.
The emotional damage? Permanent.
Still pressing up and B every time you throw a Pokéball? Me too.
We ALL knew this “cheat.”
And it’s complete nonsense.
But will I stop pressing it?
Never. It’s muscle memory and pure hope.
No there wasn’t.
But we all heard about it.
That mythical “press down-left-A-start” combo that supposedly made Lara Croft… you know.
Thousands of teen boys wasted their evenings mashing buttons to unlock what turned out to be one big troll.
Oh man, this one takes me back.
Your Xbox 360 got the dreaded red ring?
No problem, said the Internet. Wrap it in towels to “bake” it back to life.
Spoiler: You basically just slow-cooked your console.
It might work temporarily but congratulations, you’ve also roasted every other component.
No.
No, you can’t.
But the kid at school swore if you hit his earring at the exact right frame, he’d go down.
Instead you’re just getting knocked into next week for the 20th time.
Supposedly this unlocked some magical dev menu. Or better graphics. Or secret settings.
You sat there holding L+R like you were about to enter the Matrix.
Spoiler: Nothing happened.
But hey, you felt powerful for those five seconds.
True… unless you knew a kid whose PS1 laser was busted and they flipped the console upside down to get it to read.
Absolute wizardry.
I saw it with my own eyes and will never forget.
We passed all these myths down like sacred family recipes.
And you know what? I’m glad we did.
Because gaming wasn’t just about winning or unlocking secrets.
It was about the stories, the jokes, the playground debates, and the shared belief that maybe, just maybe, there WAS a secret unlock if you tried hard enough.
And even now? I kinda hope some of them are true.
(Except the towel one. Please don’t cook your Xbox.)