Gathunuku

For a late 20 something, I am pretty useless at it, video games. I, of course, get awed by the coolness of the names, the hi-def graphics and incredible specs of the latest game consoles (xbox360, ps3) but to actually play games on them? Nope, am utterly useless.

I had just about given up until Nintendo thought up the wii. Instead of mindlessly violent titles encouraging 15 year olds to steal, kill and maim (virtually?), I was actually playing stroke play golf, bowling, enjoying a round of tennis and boxing! All interactively and more importantly not seated on some long suffering sofa for hours on end. A boxing match had me breaking a sweat and finally seeing eye to eye on something, anything with the teen aged relation who owned the console.

That’s when my mind changed. At last a game console that wouldn’t turn one into an anti-social, lazy, sorry soul. So when I see articles like these and whole websites essentially cataloguing the gazillion permutations of ways one could sustain injury playing the wii, from slipped controllers smashing vases, collisions between players and even dislocated knees my first thoughts are who are these people kidding? Take a jog around your street and the same exact things could happen to you.

Nintendo, you got this one spot on.