This past week has been one of awful tragedy, which led to massive amounts of weeping, drinking, and personal reflection. Despite its terrible nature, it somehow culminated in a cathartic get-together that ended with a bunch of old friends watching one of our own strive to defeat Mike Tyson in the NES classic Mike Tyson’s Punch-Out!!
Sadly, his ultimate destruction was not met at the hands of my old chum Keith, eluding the conclusion of a childhood arc of utter satisfaction and elation.
That said, sitting around the television huddled together on the edge of our collectives seats, hungry for such a triumph, brought me back to the good old days of my starry-eyed youth. I felt like a kid again, a feeling I haven’t really experienced lately while playing the current batch of games, even ones I love so dearly.
So thanks for the memories, until we meet again, Mike Tyson.