
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Storm clouds gather Behold! Kenneth Oetker stands firm at #2 like a Viking who found the perfect rock to lean against. The Tsuchinoko Seer remains coiled around his bag, whispering runic truths like "maybe don't yeet that forehand?" His performance? As perfectly average as a Viking's third breakfast - matching the field while still beating his personal average. sigh Yes, we're seriously celebrating someone being... adequate. This serpentine tag's "prophetic powers" clearly foresaw Kenneth's -1.8 differential - or maybe he just remembered which end of the disc to throw? flips runestone Last episode, our hero was #1 before Odin's Gambit sent him tumbling like Thor after too much mead. Now he's holding steady like Max in Fury Road - if Max was just... driving normally. Will Kenneth ride this wave of consistency to glory, or will the Kraken of mediocrity drag him down? muttering I need a drink... and a new job.