I had a match scheduled over in Bothell tonight, so I read to the girls early, fell asleep on the sofa and almost missed driving over there, but arrived just on time and managed to play the first half of our match before we ran out of time and I had to go home for a late night work call.
It was fun: I spent a bit of time talking him through better positioning, and then he took my advice and killed one of my players. Never be generous, Nuffle will get you for that. At least it wasn’t a regular team member.
Then home, to discover my wife had locked me out then fallen asleep. That would have been a fun evening if I hadn’t managed to wake her up…