Nerds finally go out on a weeknight. Their club of choice: Gamestop.

Today, in a Rockstar-Energy-Drink-induced craze, gamers will flood the local video game retailer (single file, mind you) and dole out their $60 to "finish the fight."

Will they save the world in one sitting? Likely. They've probably cleared all of their appointments from their Palm Pilots and iPhones for the rest of the week. There's probably a case of that shitty new Mountain Dew beverage in every mini-fridge across Champaign-Urbana.

All insults aside, the only reason this blogger is angry is because he didn't pre-order... and has far too busy a week to get sucked into the most amazing game ever created.

All italics aside, the U of I needs a mascot. Something that represents the students that go here. This Chief may be the answer: he's less offensive, more powerful, and in multiplayer can be customized to proudly sport Illinois' Orange and Blue.

Hail the Master Chief.