As I sat in the O2 arena on Friday night, it crossed my mind for the first time that it may be time to seek help. We all do crazy and random things occasionally, some more than others, but it is often when we reflect on them, that we delve deeper into the reasons why we did them or why we do them.
Last week was a hectic week. Great fun, plenty of travel, a thousand laughs, the occasional uncomfortable moment or two, a bit of sun, a lot of rain, some new faces, some old faces. All combined make some great moments. Even the bad moments, they all contribute to memories. The secret is trying to have some great memories and trying to ensure the great ones outweigh the tough ones, and not letting the tough ones weigh more heavily on one’s mind than the ten amazing ones. So, when I was bent over a Toronto toilet last weekend, producing the goods from my stomach, it was not exactly a moment I hoped would stick in my memory for too long. Note to self: several beers and car rides are not a good combo for sensitive Bobby. They never have been and they never will. Walk Bobby, walk. Hardly a proud moment but we move on.
Fast forward to Friday night and I find myself sat in the fantastic O2 Arena in London watching an old favourite of mine. Barry and I go a long way back. Back to the old days when Auntie Joan and Uncle George used to take my sister and I on these great long road trips to Primrose Valley and Filey. Thankfully I had not been introduced to alcohol at that point, or my love for Barry may not have developed so positively.
Friday night was fantastic. There is absolutely nothing like singing at the top of your voice, no matter how bad a singer you are, and just not having a care in the world apart from that very moment. Whether it be in the O2, in the shower, or in the car, there is something very cleansing about it, even if it is Barry. So, to give you a taste of Barry, I strongly recommend you click here and enjoy this song – bare with me. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q5IifdSv9Gk
Rewinding back to midweek and I found myself in Barcelona. I have been to one Clasico before – Figo’s return in white. While this was not quite the best game I have ever seen, it was a fantastic occasion and what better way to get absolutely drenched in a downpour than to be sat in the Camp Nou enjoying one of the greatest teams in the history of football. That may seem like a slight exaggeration, but I cannot think there has ever been anything better than this Barca team, and this Lionel Messi and I doubt anybody could genuinely oppose that. My man of the match was Lassana Diarra – amazing display for Real, and I was amazed once again by the midfield duo of Iniesta and Xavi. Everybody talks about their play on the ball which is special, but their work rate as that of the team itself, is often underrated as they work so hard to win the ball back. A different world to the O2, but an absolute pleasure to watch. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RIw-J60gsZM&feature=channel_video_title
Rewinding further back to Toronto and UFC 129 – the first ever Mixed Martial Art event in Ontario and 55,000 fans came out to visit – some further than others. An amazing event, even when one is struggling with a hangover. We visited the Expo on the Friday and enjoyed a fantastic Q&A with Dana White – the UFC president. Fans could ask a question to the Dana, followed by any request they would like, and Dana would do his best to make that come true. Requests ranged from tickets, to sitting with the ring girls, to putting the belt on the champion, and Dana did his utmost to make them reality. What sporting organisation or federation in the world does that? I am unaware of any and that is what puts the UFC at the top of the chain as far as interaction with their fans goes and many could learn from this. A slight contrast to Barca and Barry, but an absolutely fantastic event but for different reasons. The highlight of the event for me was the gutsiest display I have seen in a long time from Mark Hominick, who will now have more fans after this fight than he did prior to it. This one is neither for the feint hearted, nor those with a queasy stomach from a hangover but here goes. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YROSBBBlDE4
I sincerely hope you watched all three videos. It will give you a clearer idea of why I was sat watching Barry on Friday night, wondering what exactly was wrong with me. Maybe there is a reasonable crossover of fans between football and UFC, but throwing Barry into the mix, in the space of a week, has psychologist written all over it. I guess we cannot help how we are, and how we are made up, and there is not always a reasonable explanation for any of it. Probably best just to enjoy it all, even the less glamorous moments in the bathroom, keep smiling and store the moments in the memory bank.
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Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Monday, March 7, 2011
La Vida Loca
My favourite fiancée and I were in Madrid this last weekend. We spent some time with a couple of great friends of ours, Megha and Erika, and while it was far too short, it still ranks as a great weekend with some good fun, good food, good weather and some great company. I will not ramble on too much about Madrid, as you can read all about it in this lady’s great blog (we want more Burns!).
However, I will share my random ramblings and thoughts on good old Spain. I spent my year abroad at University in Barcelona. My decision on choosing a university came down to the same criteria I used when selecting Liverpool Uni for my degree – somewhere I could watch a decent football team (no jokes!), somewhere I could have fun, and somewhere I could travel to Leeds easy enough if I wanted or needed to. I narrowed it to Barcelona or Madrid, and I was accepted at Barcelona Uni.
It was a great year. Plenty of ups and downs, but I thoroughly enjoyed the year. By the end of the year, my Spanish had developed well despite a virtually entire group of ex-pat friends. What’s new? I guess it makes most sense that we make friends easier with fellow foreigners who are share similar experiences to ourselves, and I am no different.
I came away from Barcelona at the end of 2001 wondering if I could live and work in Spain. I had one year left of university and I was ready to plunge into the world of real work and life. I had the same doubts as I have now to be honest, and our weekend in Madrid emphasised that more than ever. I love the thought of the lifestyle – generally quite relaxed, good weather, working hours that suit my style and a strong social and family ethic. Opportunities in sport and salaries even more so are pretty major negatives however. I also wonder whether the lifestyle would be counter productive to me professionally – I can see myself lacking motivation and drive with such great distractions. That is not to say that I want us to live in a miserable or boring place, we would go to Edmonton (so I am told!) if that was the case, but I feel that I may well struggle in a number of Spanish cities. That said, both HJ and I have considered a short spell in Barcelona again – you never know!
Spain is a charming place and having been there so many times for family reasons, it will always have a place in my heart. Many of the people lack manners and the customer service is not great, but for some reason, it never bothers me like it does here in Switzerland as they seem to have a certain charm at the same time. We had a comedy taxi driver this last weekend – he was smoking, while being on the phone three times in a 15 minute journey, and was chatting away to us. A total character.
I recall a particular Spanish-ism from my days back in Barcelona and I was reminded of it this weekend gone when I stumbled across a shop called a ‘Guitarreria’. No prizes for guessing what they sold there. It is common in Spain that they add ‘eria’ to a noun and it basically means a shop for whatever precedes it….cafeteria, pizzeria etc. It took me back to my Barca days when I childishly chuckled to myself every time I walked past the Ferreteria. I glanced in the window every day searching for a little Ferret to be sat in the window only to be disappointed with it actually being a hardware store.
There are still plenty of places in Spain we have yet to visit. Everybody I speak to raves about Granada and Seville to name a couple, and my lady has plenty of good stuff to tell me about San Sebastien. Annual or twice-yearly trips to Barcelona are a given, as is a return to Mallorca where I have not been for years, but there are plenty of gems in Spain that we have yet to see. It’s just a matter of time.
However, I will share my random ramblings and thoughts on good old Spain. I spent my year abroad at University in Barcelona. My decision on choosing a university came down to the same criteria I used when selecting Liverpool Uni for my degree – somewhere I could watch a decent football team (no jokes!), somewhere I could have fun, and somewhere I could travel to Leeds easy enough if I wanted or needed to. I narrowed it to Barcelona or Madrid, and I was accepted at Barcelona Uni.
It was a great year. Plenty of ups and downs, but I thoroughly enjoyed the year. By the end of the year, my Spanish had developed well despite a virtually entire group of ex-pat friends. What’s new? I guess it makes most sense that we make friends easier with fellow foreigners who are share similar experiences to ourselves, and I am no different.
I came away from Barcelona at the end of 2001 wondering if I could live and work in Spain. I had one year left of university and I was ready to plunge into the world of real work and life. I had the same doubts as I have now to be honest, and our weekend in Madrid emphasised that more than ever. I love the thought of the lifestyle – generally quite relaxed, good weather, working hours that suit my style and a strong social and family ethic. Opportunities in sport and salaries even more so are pretty major negatives however. I also wonder whether the lifestyle would be counter productive to me professionally – I can see myself lacking motivation and drive with such great distractions. That is not to say that I want us to live in a miserable or boring place, we would go to Edmonton (so I am told!) if that was the case, but I feel that I may well struggle in a number of Spanish cities. That said, both HJ and I have considered a short spell in Barcelona again – you never know!
Spain is a charming place and having been there so many times for family reasons, it will always have a place in my heart. Many of the people lack manners and the customer service is not great, but for some reason, it never bothers me like it does here in Switzerland as they seem to have a certain charm at the same time. We had a comedy taxi driver this last weekend – he was smoking, while being on the phone three times in a 15 minute journey, and was chatting away to us. A total character.
I recall a particular Spanish-ism from my days back in Barcelona and I was reminded of it this weekend gone when I stumbled across a shop called a ‘Guitarreria’. No prizes for guessing what they sold there. It is common in Spain that they add ‘eria’ to a noun and it basically means a shop for whatever precedes it….cafeteria, pizzeria etc. It took me back to my Barca days when I childishly chuckled to myself every time I walked past the Ferreteria. I glanced in the window every day searching for a little Ferret to be sat in the window only to be disappointed with it actually being a hardware store.
There are still plenty of places in Spain we have yet to visit. Everybody I speak to raves about Granada and Seville to name a couple, and my lady has plenty of good stuff to tell me about San Sebastien. Annual or twice-yearly trips to Barcelona are a given, as is a return to Mallorca where I have not been for years, but there are plenty of gems in Spain that we have yet to see. It’s just a matter of time.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Destination Anywhere
It is 15:21 CET and I am four hours into a flight from London to Halifax. It is usually this stage of a flight where I have eaten, watched a movie, and I become seriously bored. That’s when random thoughts tend to enter my head and today is no different. I’ve made several things to do lists, and I’ve had my two beers – I’m driving at the other end. So, I am going to scribble some random thoughts about overrated and underrated cities and countries that I have been to….and the next few on my hit list.
Top 3 Most Overrated Places
Lisbon – I generally make the best of most cities and countries that I visit, but Lisbon was highly unattractive to me. Down the coast, there were some cool places, but the city itself left me distinctly unimpressed and I thought it was a little scruffy if I am honest. This was back in 2004, and judging by the road works and construction going on, there was a fairly major overhaul of the city going on. The truth is, it desperately needed it. I am prepared to give it a second chance, but I hope it has raised its game since the last time I visited.
Dominican Republic – I cannot be too scathing about this place despite having to spend a larger than usual percentage of my time in the washroom in Dom Rep – I was not the only one neither. It was a fantastic holiday, and so so relaxing. That all said, the advice generally given was not to leave the resort where you were staying which is fairly understandable if safety is a concern and I was not prepared to test my skinny 18-year-old physique against some of the big Dominican boys. The experience in the resort was pretty good, and we had a great time – but for me, rather than fly for ten hours and for a fair amount of cash, I would sooner stay in Europe, find somewhere warm and stay in that resort for half the money, a fraction of the travel time, and spend more time by the pool than in the loo.
Milan – From the outside, you hear plenty about Milan and it being so central to the fashion world. That is not a key factor for me sadly, but I did expect a fair bit more glamour than I was presented with when I spent three months there studying. I accept the history in the centre of the city, but at the same time it is pretty darn scruffy. It probably did not help that the time I spent there and the other visits I have made were in the winter – not many cities look great when it is cold and miserable, but Milan certainly did not. There are many positives to Milan, and it was above average in my ratings largely due to the fantastic eating options, but I consider it to be fairly overrated in the grand scheme of things.
Top 3 Underrated Places
Barcelona – This may not be the case for many people, but I actually think Barcelona is underrated by a lot of people. I only really got to know it intimately when I lived there for a year. It has everything and I defy anybody to come up with a better, more complete city than Barcelona. When I was there, they had major petty crime issues, and that has improved in the last few years at least. Likewise, their football team was garbage when I was there, and they have turned pretty good. Those issues aside, I genuinely believe it has everything – weather, history, culture, beach, nightlife, shopping….the list goes on. Most people think highly of Barcelona, but it beats NYC and London for me, and it is the World City Champion in the Esteva Book.
Germany – This is a fraction bit ambiguous, but I am sticking the country as a whole as I have been to loads of cities in Germany and the truth is I have not found a bad one yet. Is it a huge tourist destination compared to neighbours? Not in the slightest. Would I whisk my lady for a romantic weekend to Germany? Probably not. But it is a fantastic country with plenty of great cities. Plenty of good beers, plenty of history, plenty of greenery to bbq or play football, and a great vibe to cap it off. Did I mention the beers? The people in particular are probably the best thing about Germany. Not many English admit to that but the truth is, the English and the Germans are incredibly similar, it is just that nobody wants to accept it.
Halifax – I’m not talking about the cosy Yorkshire town nearby Leeds, more so the one in Nova Scotia, Canada. This was the first Canadian city that I landed in and spent a short amount of time there, and I love the atmosphere in this city. There is a big student population there which almost certainly contributes to it, but it has a more intimate feeling to it than some of the other vast Canadian cities. It helps that there is a sensational pizza place called Salvatore’s and it helps that I am landing there in ninety minutes and I am famished. But that aside, it is not one of those cities which grabs the headlines, but it is a cool place to visit and to live and for that reason, it strikes me as being underrated.
The Top 5 Unvisited by Rob City/Country Hit List
Montreal – Unquestionably one of the places I have to visit in the next 12-18 months. I will admit that it is partially because I want to see a big boxing of UFC night there and sample some of this amazing atmosphere and spirit. Heck, I would even go watch the Habs for a bit of that. Nobody I have met has had a bad word to say about the city, and I have a feeling that it is a city that I could fall for.
Denmark & Norway – I like cold weather. I like beer. I like hard working football players who are not particularly talented but try their best. Denmark and Norway are on the list.
Boston – Isn’t Boston just a cool city? That is what everybody keeps telling me. HJ and I have talked about a classic American road trip at some point and this would be one of my key cities to spend some time in. I think it is fairly safe to stop at traffic lights in Boston too, which is why it ranks ahead of Baltimore on my list – I’ve watched too many episodes of The Wire. A big sporting city and a bit of Irishness never hurt anybody.
Australia – Another generic one like Germany – maybe there is a theme here. Countries and people who traditionally have big banter and rivalries with England, are ones I enjoy most. I would argue the same here also, I suspect part of the thing with the Aussies is that they are more like the English than they would like to admit and vice versa. This is one honeymoon possibility for me. I could never live there – it is too far from my football team, and errrr….the family. But it is one place I would love to visit and experience despite the massive spiders.
Chicago – Same as Boston – see above bar the Irish influence I guess.
Top 3 Most Overrated Places
Lisbon – I generally make the best of most cities and countries that I visit, but Lisbon was highly unattractive to me. Down the coast, there were some cool places, but the city itself left me distinctly unimpressed and I thought it was a little scruffy if I am honest. This was back in 2004, and judging by the road works and construction going on, there was a fairly major overhaul of the city going on. The truth is, it desperately needed it. I am prepared to give it a second chance, but I hope it has raised its game since the last time I visited.
Dominican Republic – I cannot be too scathing about this place despite having to spend a larger than usual percentage of my time in the washroom in Dom Rep – I was not the only one neither. It was a fantastic holiday, and so so relaxing. That all said, the advice generally given was not to leave the resort where you were staying which is fairly understandable if safety is a concern and I was not prepared to test my skinny 18-year-old physique against some of the big Dominican boys. The experience in the resort was pretty good, and we had a great time – but for me, rather than fly for ten hours and for a fair amount of cash, I would sooner stay in Europe, find somewhere warm and stay in that resort for half the money, a fraction of the travel time, and spend more time by the pool than in the loo.
Milan – From the outside, you hear plenty about Milan and it being so central to the fashion world. That is not a key factor for me sadly, but I did expect a fair bit more glamour than I was presented with when I spent three months there studying. I accept the history in the centre of the city, but at the same time it is pretty darn scruffy. It probably did not help that the time I spent there and the other visits I have made were in the winter – not many cities look great when it is cold and miserable, but Milan certainly did not. There are many positives to Milan, and it was above average in my ratings largely due to the fantastic eating options, but I consider it to be fairly overrated in the grand scheme of things.
Top 3 Underrated Places
Barcelona – This may not be the case for many people, but I actually think Barcelona is underrated by a lot of people. I only really got to know it intimately when I lived there for a year. It has everything and I defy anybody to come up with a better, more complete city than Barcelona. When I was there, they had major petty crime issues, and that has improved in the last few years at least. Likewise, their football team was garbage when I was there, and they have turned pretty good. Those issues aside, I genuinely believe it has everything – weather, history, culture, beach, nightlife, shopping….the list goes on. Most people think highly of Barcelona, but it beats NYC and London for me, and it is the World City Champion in the Esteva Book.
Germany – This is a fraction bit ambiguous, but I am sticking the country as a whole as I have been to loads of cities in Germany and the truth is I have not found a bad one yet. Is it a huge tourist destination compared to neighbours? Not in the slightest. Would I whisk my lady for a romantic weekend to Germany? Probably not. But it is a fantastic country with plenty of great cities. Plenty of good beers, plenty of history, plenty of greenery to bbq or play football, and a great vibe to cap it off. Did I mention the beers? The people in particular are probably the best thing about Germany. Not many English admit to that but the truth is, the English and the Germans are incredibly similar, it is just that nobody wants to accept it.
Halifax – I’m not talking about the cosy Yorkshire town nearby Leeds, more so the one in Nova Scotia, Canada. This was the first Canadian city that I landed in and spent a short amount of time there, and I love the atmosphere in this city. There is a big student population there which almost certainly contributes to it, but it has a more intimate feeling to it than some of the other vast Canadian cities. It helps that there is a sensational pizza place called Salvatore’s and it helps that I am landing there in ninety minutes and I am famished. But that aside, it is not one of those cities which grabs the headlines, but it is a cool place to visit and to live and for that reason, it strikes me as being underrated.
The Top 5 Unvisited by Rob City/Country Hit List
Montreal – Unquestionably one of the places I have to visit in the next 12-18 months. I will admit that it is partially because I want to see a big boxing of UFC night there and sample some of this amazing atmosphere and spirit. Heck, I would even go watch the Habs for a bit of that. Nobody I have met has had a bad word to say about the city, and I have a feeling that it is a city that I could fall for.
Denmark & Norway – I like cold weather. I like beer. I like hard working football players who are not particularly talented but try their best. Denmark and Norway are on the list.
Boston – Isn’t Boston just a cool city? That is what everybody keeps telling me. HJ and I have talked about a classic American road trip at some point and this would be one of my key cities to spend some time in. I think it is fairly safe to stop at traffic lights in Boston too, which is why it ranks ahead of Baltimore on my list – I’ve watched too many episodes of The Wire. A big sporting city and a bit of Irishness never hurt anybody.
Australia – Another generic one like Germany – maybe there is a theme here. Countries and people who traditionally have big banter and rivalries with England, are ones I enjoy most. I would argue the same here also, I suspect part of the thing with the Aussies is that they are more like the English than they would like to admit and vice versa. This is one honeymoon possibility for me. I could never live there – it is too far from my football team, and errrr….the family. But it is one place I would love to visit and experience despite the massive spiders.
Chicago – Same as Boston – see above bar the Irish influence I guess.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Evil Over Good
Fairytale endings aren’t always possible and that was very much the case last night when the flair of Barcelona and the Washington Capitals just could not overcome their stubborn opponents. I have heard so much criticism and negativity being spoken and written about the tactics of Inter and the Habs, but I have nothing but praise for both teams. Most people want to see good, free flowing and attacking football and hockey which I understand, but sometimes the evil gods are against that. Sure, everybody enjoys seeing teams like Barcelona and Arsenal pitting their wits against each other, to see who can out-pass, out-skill and out-score the other. Not everybody can or should play that style however to achieve victory.
I am not for one minute advocating that all teams should play that way – it would be a grim world if they did – but it is equally unfair not to recognise the defensive and tactical master classes which both Inter and the Habs displayed. Both teams faced periods where they faced a numerical disadvantage, but top class positional play from the forwards all the way to the goalkeepers was essential in denying the flair players of Messi and Ovechkin any time or space. Both teams were superbly well drilled, tactically superior, and deserved to win in my view over the two legs and the series. More than anything, and maybe this is the Yorkshire and Everton fan in me, but seeing both the Inter and Habs’ players throwing themselves to block shots with all the desperation in the world to prevent a potential goal, was impressive to watch.
Nobody can deny that Barca had by far more possession, just like the Capitals had easily more shots than the Habs. Looking at actual chances created however (NB: shots and possession are not always a fair reflection of the actual play itself and who ‘deserves’ the result), there was not a great deal between Inter and Barca, nor the Habs and the Caps. Barca had plenty of the ball but how many times was Julio Cesar genuinely tested during the two legs? Not that many in fact. Simply being able to pass the ball from one side of the pitch to another does not constitute deserving to win. Look at the Capitals shooting last night. Sure, Halak’s save record in the last three matches is amazing, but it disguises the fact that the Habs’ players allowed the Caps to shoot when it was favourable for Halak to save them – from distance or when Halak had clear sight of the puck for example. How many times did you see a Capitals player clean through on Halak or a two on one for example? When you analyse the actual chances created instead of the dramatic comparison of saves, the Habs arguably had the same if not the better and clearer chances to score than the Capitals. As well as arguing in favour of organisation and discipline, it must not be forgotten the danger and threat that both teams created on the counter attack neither. This was not remeniscent of the Rangers Uefa Cup runner-up team from a couple of seasons ago that virtually targeted one goal or a penalty win after goalless draws. Both teams played some superb counter attacking football over the two legs and series to outscore their opponents.
Inter’s win very much reminded me of the 2001 (I think) UCL campaign when Bayern and Valencia got to the final. There were plenty more attractive sides to watch, but that was a season when organised and disciplined teams emerged victorious. Evil over good in many people’s eyes. This season is very similar in my view. Thankfully, that style of evil play was overcome in subsequent years but it does happen occasionally where destructive play will overcome creativity and that should not be cast in a negative light necessarily. In essence, it is the reason why we love watching football and hockey. Last night’s games were not the most attractive to watch, but they were incredibly enthralling to watch. The challenge for the Barca’s and the Capitals of this world is to regroup for next season’s campaign, and try and find a way to defeat the evil.
I am not for one minute advocating that all teams should play that way – it would be a grim world if they did – but it is equally unfair not to recognise the defensive and tactical master classes which both Inter and the Habs displayed. Both teams faced periods where they faced a numerical disadvantage, but top class positional play from the forwards all the way to the goalkeepers was essential in denying the flair players of Messi and Ovechkin any time or space. Both teams were superbly well drilled, tactically superior, and deserved to win in my view over the two legs and the series. More than anything, and maybe this is the Yorkshire and Everton fan in me, but seeing both the Inter and Habs’ players throwing themselves to block shots with all the desperation in the world to prevent a potential goal, was impressive to watch.
Nobody can deny that Barca had by far more possession, just like the Capitals had easily more shots than the Habs. Looking at actual chances created however (NB: shots and possession are not always a fair reflection of the actual play itself and who ‘deserves’ the result), there was not a great deal between Inter and Barca, nor the Habs and the Caps. Barca had plenty of the ball but how many times was Julio Cesar genuinely tested during the two legs? Not that many in fact. Simply being able to pass the ball from one side of the pitch to another does not constitute deserving to win. Look at the Capitals shooting last night. Sure, Halak’s save record in the last three matches is amazing, but it disguises the fact that the Habs’ players allowed the Caps to shoot when it was favourable for Halak to save them – from distance or when Halak had clear sight of the puck for example. How many times did you see a Capitals player clean through on Halak or a two on one for example? When you analyse the actual chances created instead of the dramatic comparison of saves, the Habs arguably had the same if not the better and clearer chances to score than the Capitals. As well as arguing in favour of organisation and discipline, it must not be forgotten the danger and threat that both teams created on the counter attack neither. This was not remeniscent of the Rangers Uefa Cup runner-up team from a couple of seasons ago that virtually targeted one goal or a penalty win after goalless draws. Both teams played some superb counter attacking football over the two legs and series to outscore their opponents.
Inter’s win very much reminded me of the 2001 (I think) UCL campaign when Bayern and Valencia got to the final. There were plenty more attractive sides to watch, but that was a season when organised and disciplined teams emerged victorious. Evil over good in many people’s eyes. This season is very similar in my view. Thankfully, that style of evil play was overcome in subsequent years but it does happen occasionally where destructive play will overcome creativity and that should not be cast in a negative light necessarily. In essence, it is the reason why we love watching football and hockey. Last night’s games were not the most attractive to watch, but they were incredibly enthralling to watch. The challenge for the Barca’s and the Capitals of this world is to regroup for next season’s campaign, and try and find a way to defeat the evil.
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