As Clint struggles to make sense of the early death of his PlayStation 3, amid the gleeful laughter of the Sony fans he's previously offended, he pauses to reflect on his time spent in search of trophies:
If you happen to be a frequent listener of our almost weekly podcast Victory Fanfare, or like myself are a hotshot personality on said podcast and can be better described as an infrequent participator, then you're already aware that my 60GB first generation PlayStation 3 recently succumbed to fatal hardware failure. It was purchased by my father during the wholly uninteresting year of 2006 for the sole purpose of playing Blu-ray discs and sporadic half hour sessions of Oblivion. A week later it was inherited by yours truly because I am a vile totem of malicious greed and avarice and my wrath must be quelled with sacrificial consumer electronics. Though this particular model had been notoriously hexed with numerous overheating issues it saw me through a stellar five and half years with only one significant hiccup along the way.