Final Four

Del Monte

Dec 18, 2024

The ink will spill, the blows will land, and when the storm clears, may the peace pipe finally pass

1️⃣	Billy
🚽	Yanni, Tony, Andrew, Keith
📈	n/a⬆️n/a n/a⬇️n/a
🔥	Billy (5)
🐍	Andrew (4)
🟥	n/a
🤼	n/a
🪓	Boner

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Let’s rewind to the front lawn of Randy’s house, hours before Logan’s brother turned a coffee table centerpiece into his personal urinal. Transport your mind to a simpler time—when fantasy baseball warranted throwing fists at electric meters, when Boner was blissfully unburdened by science classes or hotel breakfast tabs, when Andrew was simply X, and the league pulsed with his weekly energy. But even in the flux of years, some truths remain constant. And so here we are again, circling back, as Sqwid and Bo clash for supremacy, echoing that front yard melee of long ago.

Bo steps into this battle as the favorite, much like before, prepared to absorb the ink-splattered blows from Sqwid’s unrelenting tentacles. Yet this is more than a contest—it’s a meditation on the cyclical nature of struggle, on the eternal return. Bo seeks enlightenment, the kind born not from dominance but transcendence. He dreams of ascending to Machu Picchu’s sacred heights, pipe in hand, ready to inhale the wisdom of the ages from whatever mystical herbs the witch doctor provides.

But transcendence must wait. The now demands his focus. This week’s fight—its chaos, its ink-streaked fury—will test not just his mettle but his understanding of the unbroken cycle. Will Bo stand firm, weathering the storm, or falter under the weight of Sqwid’s full-frontal onslaught? The ink will spill, the blows will land, and when the storm clears, may the peace pipe finally pass, its smoke rising like the timeless wisdom of battles fought and fought again.

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