It is 2008, and I still don’t have a Wii? How so?
As Christmas approached, I found a Wii bundle for sale at Game. This funny, dinky little white thing that you could control without thinking. I dithered – I hesitated for a fraction of a second (two days) and it was gone.
To be fair, I had already been swayed by the riches of the new Xbox, just like I was last time. Mainly Mass Effect, and the distant promise of Fallout 3. My grown-up gamer head was in charge. But my other head is still squirming in its box (I keep it in a box) and reminding me that right now there are new Mario and Zelda games that I am not playing.
I got a Super Nintendo when I was wee, and Mario and Zelda are something like royalty to me. They are the two proper games, the main games you could play (ignoring the infidel Sonic, as I did). Nintendo affiliation goes very deep, even in this new world where its nemesis Sega is long gone, and it increasingly looks like the black sheep of the big three. But I was nonplussed by the GameCube. (Eventually I did pick one up, but I never played it all that much.)
Then came the Wii, and I know that when they finally start popping up again, with my head hung in shame I will march back into Nintendo’s waiting arms.
Because Nintendo is a forgiving god. All it wants is your love.
