Within the cool, secluded confines of another Wii booth in Leipzig, I had the opportunity to play Wii Sports Golf under the strenuous tutelage of another icy-eyed German booth babe.

Placing the wired Wiimote gingerly in my hands, she informed me: "Yes, OK. So to swing, you must swing it like this." Then she pantomimed a dapper golf swing of remarkable, slow-motion grace.

"Gotcha!" I proclaimed and immediately followed through with a violent, Tiger-Woods style pile drive.

The only problem? The Wii cord was unexpectedly short. On the upper end of my swing, I felt the cord go suddenly and unexpectedly taut, which was then followed by a horrible crash of plastic and metal smashing against the inside panel of the door in which the Wii was hidden. *

Cataclysmically, the giant LCD screen on which Wii Spots Golf was being displayed distorted into a hallucinogenic mess of smeared polygons and erupting static.

For a couple seconds, we just stood there, pale as drowned ghosts in the black lit glow of the Wii booth.

"Holy crap," I whispered to the Wii girl, "Did I just kill the fucking Revolution?"

But, just then, the game came back to life; Wii Sports Golf chastised me for hitting the ball approximately 1000 yards too far.

I handed the trembling Wii girl back the controller. "I think I'd probably better try another game."

"Yes," she whispered breathlessly, rolling her eyes into orbs of milky white like a terrified cow. "Yes, go. Go now." Florian Eckhardt

* Edit: Just to clarify, I didn't actually cause the Wii to crash into the glass. It just got a bit of a violent jerk. I exaggerated the magnitude just to emphasize my own total stupidity, and to give you guys a laugh. But I really don't want anyone thinking that I actually hurt a Wii, or that this was some huge cataclysm. It was very cute and very small, but gave me quite a scare, which I thought I'd share with you guys for a laugh.

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