I’m not saying that the new teams arrived just because I had my best game of the season, but at the same time, I’ve yet to see anyone prove that wasn’t the case.

A reminder, friends, that our gains are not simply for their own sake. One day we shall be strong enough. One day we shall have the strength to lift our gods from their pedestals, to tear them from the firmament and grind them to ash. Our day will come.

Oh, tight, I still get a Wi-Fi connection out here.

Nothing but good vibes out here, not gonna lie. Getting some reps in.

I came back to party.

So we've been preparing for the upcoming season, and especially facing the new teams. A surprising amount of this preparation has consisted of me explaining how Siobhan Chark's name is pronounced.

My mum knows The Morrigan, and even she has no idea what just happened to Sutton Picklestein.

Happy Saint Patrick's Day Everybody! Wishing everyone Good Vibes!

Okay, the beer I left out here last time is still cold. That's... good, right? I'm choosing to interpret that as good.

What a series! Putting ourselves in Playoff contention by sheer grit and determination, not to mention an unbelievable performance from Alejandro Leaf!

FOR. QUITTER.

Look, it's fine. The popcorn's delicious. Don't worry about it.

Look, Off-season means I’m back off to Ireland, them’s just the rules. Get any souvenir orders in now, our wi-fi is... kinda eldritch.

No, it's fine, I've always been like this. Just don't let any of the butter get on you. Seriously. Don't.

I feel really thirsty... It's probably nothing.

After a lengthy bargaining deal that involved a disconcerting amount of Sheep’s blood, the Bug Monster has agreed to give me my Twitter account back.

Not been as active lately, I know, but I’m so proud of all my friends on the Lift, and even the capitalist parasite who stole my spot!