I’m molding my little girls (9 and 11) into gamers...I kind of feel like I’m Mickey and they’re Rocky, “you're gonna eat lightning and crap thunder”…I’m keeping the dream alive. They have such potential…they can already out do me on some of these games…which I know isn’t really saying much, but it’s true.
We just hooked up the PS1 in their room and just like with McDonalds…
they're loving it. I literally had to pull them away from the television when
it was time to call it quits…it brought back such fond memories of when I was a
little GIT (gamer in training).
I even saw a little bit of nerd rage in them...granted it was very minor compared
to how I use to rage…but nevertheless it was there…and I was so proud. It was
very nice to see that the nut…and I use that term literally…didn’t fall far
from the tree.
They already know the little tricks of the trade, like for example unplugging
their opponents controller if they are beating them, to give them a chance to
catch up and/or surpass them…pulling a move off in a fighting game and when
asked how they did it they respond, “I don’t know, I just keep hitting buttons”
while the whole time they keep using the said move over and over again during
the match…and of course the old “I’m not playing with you anymore, you’re cheating”
as they slam the controller down and storm off.
I’m not really sure what I’m going to do the first time I see a controller
fly through the air because the game “cheated” …but all I can say is I may be
yelling and acting like a responsible adult on the outside…but on the inside I’m
going to be such a proud papa.
We gamers have to keep the hobby alive...too many people
talking all kinds of poop about us gamers and the games we play. We have to set
the record straight and show them it’s not the games and/or the gamers causing
all the problems… it’s the crazy ass people who would do something nutty even
if they were just playing hopscotch.
My little chick-a-dees are both straight “A” students and
very much aware of fact and fiction…I don’t tell you this to brag…even though I
am…I tell you this because it’s all about the person behind the controller…not
what’s in the disc tray.
I will be gaming until I’m six feet under…and now with my
girls following in my footsteps it’s good to see that I will have someone to
couch co-op with…I just hope that if I have to drop a stinky in my Depends
while they’re sitting next to me that they won’t abandon me.
Also, all you “hardcore” gamers out there in cyberspace
don’t have to worry…I already filled them in on the finer points of playing online…so
when they are ready (notice I didn’t say old enough, because it’s not an age
thing, it’s a mental thing) to game online they won’t be causing any problems…they
will be keeping it real and filling body bags with the best of them.