For the 23rd Christmas Eve in a row, I hope to find one of these babies under my tree tomorrow morning. This has got to be the year!
Seriously, the magic of Christmas is greatly deteriorated when the possibility of new video game systems that you didn't buy for yourself goes out the window. I can purchase my own socks, thank you very much, but it's very difficult for someone my age to walk into GameStop and ask for a copy of "Animal Crossing." What visions will be dancing in your heads as you toss and turn tonight?
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Anyway, that's it for Deadspin this Eve. Sports-wise, you got Charlie Tuna and Notre Dame losing to Hawaii tonight, an NBA doubleheader tomorrow, including a Finals re-match, and I'm guessing about 16 hours worth of "Fallout 3" or "Donkey Kong 17" or whatever the kids are into at the moment. And there's always this little DUAN here—but don't stay up all night. Remember, the sooner you go to bed, the sooner Santa arrives ...
... with your real Christmas present: A Yuletide Jamboroo! It will be here early tomorrow morning and I'm told it will have a minimum of eight "roasting chestnuts" jokes. Then I'll be back on Boxing Day for a special Worlds Collide crossover between Weekday Deadspin and Weekend Deadspin. What will happen when these two forces meet? The universe itself may rend asunder!
Until then, Happy Jinglemas ... and to all our non-Christmas having friends, I'll see you at the first showing of "Benjamin Button" tomorrow morning. Oh ... and to all a good night!