Super Monkey Ball for the Game Cube is high on the list of activities I spent a lot of time engaged in during college without the stereotypical excuse of being on some sort of narcotic. Sure, I had maybe a beer or two while playing, but I otherwise enjoyed Super Monkey Ball soberly as an escape from the complex and demanding world of studying and social navigation. It also helped it was during the semester my girlfriend was abroad. And it wasn't just all the party games. The whole time was spent playing Monkey Target, which involves launching a monkey into the air and gliding towards a target. It looks a lot like Zeeboid's description of the Jack Roush plane crash photos from today.
This is how I saw the picture.
Totally, though I'd be 100 yards in the other direction in "rolled up into a ball like a little French girl."