According to our sources (to wit: our friend Hobo Joe who lives in a piss-reeking alley behind Egotastic HQ), there’s some kind of ‘Super Bowl’ event getting underway. We hadn’t heard of it either, but apparently it’s quite a big deal.
Tis the season of football, ambitious halftime shows and awesome commercials. The season of consuming enough alcohol to send a Tyrannosaurus into a coma, and other such guy-tastic pursuits. Including indulging in the manliest video game of all: Pokémon.
Yes indeed. Yesterday, Kotaku reported that Broncos linebacker Nate Irving has spent a whole effing week playing Pokémon. Collecting fancy-ass sports cars? Sexing up ladies he isn’t married to? That crap’s for other famous athletes, Irving’s gotta catch ‘em all. He has, the piece continues, been playing Pokémon three hours a night this week, catching Jigglypuffs and Rattatas while he prepares to catch Russell Wilson interceptions.
He also plays Call of Duty, presumably in an attempt to retain some of his gaming man-pride. Too late, sadly, the damage has been done. The image of our ol’ buddy Nate shrieking with girlish glee on the team bus as his Jigglypuff evolves into Wigglytuff (yep, we speak the language) is an impossible one to erase.