For a hardcore geek, the decision is tougher than picking between that regretless one night stand with a somewhat acceptably attractive neighbor and cuddling up with a bowl of Dryer's Peanut Butter Ice Cream in front of always alluring episodes of Star Trek. It bores the children into a rare silence, stymies the wife's futile attempts at intimacy, and soothes the souls of weary players until the frustration from losing yet another hole to an amateur sets in and the keyboard accidentally gets shattered against the monitor with surprisingly flammable results.īut which golf game to play and become infuriated by? We have Links. There's nothing quite like awaking in a car after a long and rejuvenating freeway nap upon completing a hearty but arduous fourteen hour day of work to saunter into the front door of a welcoming home and turn on a little interactive golf. It's because of this selfless sacrifice for the good of the team - a secret indulgence - that I'm allowed to consistently experience what's quickly becoming one of my most cherished sports subgenres. Fools! I happily volunteer for a little clubbing under the hot Hawaiian sun whenever the opportunity presents itself. Which game do you want, Dan? Ivan? Steve? More foolish editors (Dan) avoid golf titles like the plague or Tal after a sink-free trip to the bathroom. In this hectic season, review assignments come on a daily basis (they're taped to the Tylenol, which is conveniently left in chilled bottles of Jack for maximum effect).ĭuring this time, we need to pick and choose what we play wisely. The resulting mayhem and editorial stress works to our detriment and your betterment.
Tiger woods pga tour 2003 review professional#
Between the months of September and January we are, on a professional whole, bombarded with too many titles too quickly. Winter: joy for some, agony for games editors.