It's About That Time

V-V-V-V-V-V-V-down-set-hike.

Madden 10 hasn't even dropped yet, and me and Ben have already accumulated a pocket-full of instant-laugh memories. From me proceeding a 3rd and 28 conversion with screaming "Bitches on the Prowl!" for absolutely no reason; to Ben getting sacked, throwing his head back in disbelief, destroying it on a lamp, and then throwing a pick; to making ridiculously hyperbolic statements about players, i.e.: Brandon Jacobs has never been tackled, he has only gotten sick of scoring.

If this is any sort of sample of what is left to come, than I can justify how fucking giddy I am about the release tonight, and the inevitable weekend decimated in its wake.

Luckily, we're not going in blindly. As fucking ridiculous and nerdy as it is, me and Ben made a Madden Weekend Itinerary the other night. Starting with the Release Party at GameStop tonight, to the day-long practice session tomorrow, and ending with the Wal-Mart Madden Tournament on Saturday. Mix in some Lost, food, and minimal sleep, and you have a recipe for success.

Apart from me winning the tournament Saturday, I also have one to win next Saturday at GameStop, except that one is much more important, and much more legit. And whereas most people wouldn't take it lightly, I will, because I'm actually that good.

Talking shit online. Button mashing. Get pissed off at your friends. Being overly competitive. Staying up way too late. Wasting too much time. Squeezing in just one more. Throwing controllers. Eating horrible food. Frying your eyes. Magical.

Let it fucking commence.


P.S. Jesus Christ that post was horrible. Just, wow. I'll try and write something decent later.