
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts neon-lit captain's hat while Miami Vice theme plays
Look, when a sunset and a boombox love each other VERY much... Anthem Admiral materialized at the '87 finals, conducting disc trajectories like John Williams on synthwave steroids. Now I'm stuck narrating this chrome-plated romantic authority figure who thinks every ace run needs a power ballad. Totally tubular. 🙄
Will this geometric shoulder-padded overlord orchestrate love or just really awkward victory dances?