[ You may be flipping channels on your TV, guide, etc, when you catch the very end of a hockey game. The broadcaster looks a... little young for the job. And a little unknowledgeable on the subject of any and all sports. ]
[That was a f▊ing great two hours of watching idiots with sticks bat a rubber doorstop around the arena, wasn't it? Holy sh▊, I'm still in awe. Especially in the last five minutes, where absolutely nothing of interest happened. This is Sollux Captor, your source for Sports for the next month on Channel 3. Are you excited? I sure as hell am.]
[ But whoever's in charge of the commercials made a screw up, and we're still rolling... to a chat between Sollux and his boss. ]
What the hell do you mean don't tell the crowd to cheer when they start beating each other up? I thought that was the point. It was the only exciting thing in the past few fucking hours.
[ A few minutes of banter, a bit unintelligible as Sollux moves out of the shot ]
-- I'm an Alternian. When people start knocking out teeth, that's when the sports begin. Do you know anything about Alternians? Are you racist?
[ banter banter banter ]
--You're racist. Fuck this, I need a break.
[ooc; All replies will be made from Sollux's guide after the game!]