This may be a defining moment of the gamer generation. Ever since Pong made its way onto our black and white twisty knobbed TVs (yes, kids, there was a time such as this-it came right after the auto-correcting typewriter-type what?)ahem, ever since Pong, Generation X led a mind-entrancing march to the synthesized rhythm of plunk plunk dink bizzow-dooht. When our younger brothers and sisters were born, we handed them a controller to pass the baton of Mario ecstasy.