Wednesday, February 11, 2009

An Adventure in Wii Sports

Remember when Playstation came out? Like the original Playstation?



I got it for my 12th birthday. My first video game system ever! I wasn't allowed to play (even though I totally did and was super good at them) video games when I was a kid. My parents said it would make me stupid. Well I read a lot because of that so I guess it was a plus. Thanks mom and dad.



I actually still have it. It's downstairs collecting dust in my basement. I've never moved on to newer (more expensive) gaming systems, but thank God my friend Megan's boyfriend Bryan owns like 30 (I'm not joking).



So tonight after a rainy, cold and windy expedition to Uptown I headed over to her place for my very first Wii Sports experience.


The magic of Wii Sports is that it allows a person to actually feel like they're playing a sport (for example tennis) and feel like they are actually good at it even though in real life they may suck at it.


"It makes me feel good about myself because you know in real life I can't play worth a damn." -Megan.


I actually won a couple of games of tennis, even though in real life my backhand sucks and I'm constantly hitting the ball out. I used to have a friend who was teaching me and my BFF Melissa how to play, it was great until one day she screwed him and then stopped talking to him. She screwed us both over.


All in all I enjoyed Wii Sports, even though I sucked really bad at Wii Golf.





I was seriously not amused at how bad I was. I in a fit of rage I flung the stupid control at the tv... no I didn't, but I sure as hell wanted to. I was on the freaking golf team and I ended the game with 17 strokes!!!




Being the sore loser that I am we ended the night on a low note.





I may try it again another time, but for now I'll stick to what I'm best at. Rock Band.


Goodnight All!

1 comment:

  1. Haha, I loved this post.

    And the part about the tennis, that shit was funny.

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