In a fit of ungovernable agitation, I found myself driven to the deplorable act of shattering my television in the presence of no fewer than thirty esteemed guests at my soirée, a consequence of the vexations wrought by the infernal game. My dear wife, unable to endure the tumult, has absconded with our tearful progeny, declaring their intent to seek refuge in a hotel for the duration of the week. This accursed team has wrought irreparable havoc upon both my life and my gathering. My fortitude is utterly spent. Farewell, PRX. I shall henceforth cease to count myself among your admirers.