Hello, prying netizen! To my humble area complete with soapbox!

I am a new blood bowl player. But not only a new blood bowl player, the worst blood bowl player in the history of blood bowl.

1 die blocks, accidently running through 6 tackle zones, marking with AV7, the works.

Of course this is not unprecedented, I once made the finals of a national Starcraft 2 tournament. Little did I know that every opponent was instructed to purposely throw their games against me; Nothing quite sells tickets like hatred.

The finals were a thing to be beheld; seats sold out, spectators climbing up the sides of the building, a veritable hornet's nest of hissing and booing as my dexterous fingers unwittingly disassembled the keyboard before me. C++ would never again endure 'that' input device.

The fire service had to be summoned. After the crowds were dispersed with a gratuitous amount of hosing I was found quivering in a cupboard wearing a 19th century frock, that to this day I maintain was previously not among my possessions. I was never a fan of frills.

And all that said, what is left to say but to paraphrase words of wisdom from the great Anita Sarkeesian?:
If you want spp, come to me. Winky face ;)