Let's get this out of the way now, hmm? Des knows a lot more about gaming than I do. As you can probably tell from my horrifyingly outdated username, my knowledge hasn't stretched too far past 1999 for quite some time now. Sure, I'm one of those suckers who bought Madden every year for the *ahem* "updated rosters", but I'm still pretty much the equivalent of a sassy broad who hasn't had a good spanking since the glory days of disco.
This is where you guys come in. I'm desperate. I'm broke. I'm on the outside looking in. You're all going to teach me. You're going to guide my hand away from the barren wastelands of my groin and back to the heaving cleavage of gaming. I'm the guy who will read most of the comments and probably take them way too seriously. Use it as your opportunity to smack some sense back into me. I need it.
It's 106 miles to Chicago, we got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and we're about to buy a PS3. Hit it.
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