Are OAPs Manlier Than We’ll Ever Be? Even Elderly Nuns and Grandmas Will Love Call of Duty: Black Ops II

This week brought forth the inspiring tale of Don Wiberg, the decrepit septuagenarian toiling for a place in the NBA. As todaynewsgazette reports, Wiburg proclaimed:
"I'm 76 years old and this is the only thing left on my bucket list-to try out for the Santa Cruz Warriors... You know, what the hell."

He added, "Just for the shit of it, primarily. Us gray-pubed old bastardssuck Satan's scrotum at everything, ever, after all. So, I'd venture that expectations of me will be not so much ‘lofty heights' as ‘lying comatose on the dirty, dirty shit-stained ground.'I'll show these impertinent little bastards my mad skills." He may -may- not have added this last part.

Don't, however, arrive at the fallacious conclusion that we're just taking vast quantities of the piss right here. In the midst of the shitstorm of dentures, tits that sag like two great sacks of angry wolverines and inability to rouse the little pink soldier for duty ("It's up! Maureen, it's up! Get it in, quick! Keep quiet, woman! You might scare it away!" "You're such a romantic, Harold."), OAPs are steadily encroaching upon all our favorite man-tastic pursuits. Sports aside, take a mockery-infused look at their gaming skills in the gallery.

Actual informational knowledge, sans piss-taking, on the subject can be found at The New York Times.