My daughter the boxer

eight, nine, ten – NACHO!

is what she says when she hears

the bell at the end

Pretty much it’s a flurry of fists as my daughter cracks skulls and undercuts knees in Wii Boxing. She’s rather quite good. Her last match was a Tie by ref decision, but usually she hits her opponents so randomly that they flail like rag dolls.

I’m really digging Madden 08 for the Wii. My father, brother, and I dealt a handsome defeat to the Cologne Centurions. My theory, that there are more emotions involved when flailing your arms, maintains in this Wii title.

I’m not a football guy, but man! I just got done setting up my NFL Hall of Famer for the RPG part of the game. QB? Nope. WR? Nah. CB? Most definitely. 8 sacks last game. Big offense plays are no match for the thrill of a 20 yard loss for the other team.

Semi-related posts:

  1. Fantasy Sports
  2. We aim to misbehave.
  3. I’m a Wii bit obsessed
  4. Wii Boogie and The Rocketeer
  5. LucasArts realizes that they like to make money

One thought on “My daughter the boxer

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

*

You may use these HTML tags and attributes: <a href="" title=""> <abbr title=""> <acronym title=""> <b> <blockquote cite=""> <cite> <code> <del datetime=""> <em> <i> <q cite=""> <strike> <strong>