My Wii says I’m 56. It’s accurate; inexplicably, the insides of my elbows are sore today. Probably from overswinging the Wiimote during Baseball.
Clearly, I’m millions of units sold late to this realization, but still: within the confines of some of the most simplistic, limiting games ever made, the Wii manages to feel liberating. Also, water is wet.
Wii Sports Golf is a tease - a maddeningly imprecise (don’t flick your wrist, ever) preview of what could be, just out of reach. I suppose the entire platform is a tease, but all of that unrealized potential comes into sharp, cruel focus with Golf. What I’m saying is that I now want Tiger Woods 10 (with Wii Motion Plus). They’ve got me.