When I was a kid you couldn’t tear me away from video games.
In fact, I could probably still whoop some ass in a Super Mario or Yoshi’s Island competition.
I typed that just to make myself feel better because the reality is that I legitimately have NO CLUE what the hell is going on when I attempt any game created over the last decade.
I try… my brain simply can’t comprehend the fast movements and coordination that’s required.
As I’m sitting here watching these guys play a new game they got today I’m understanding EXACTLY how my mom felt wherever we tried to get her to game with us as kids.
Her answer was the same that I now say… “I’m good. You play. I’ll watch.”
And I thought she was SO LAME.
She wasn’t lame.
She was accustomed to what SHE grew up on and she was fucking EXHAUSTED.
Too exhausted at the end of her hectic day for her brain to take on ONE MORE thing.
To the parents who WANT to be “cool” in their kid’s eyes – sitting this one out and watching is absolutely ok and sometimes it’s the only answer.