"I am ze Cavalier of ze University in Virginia. We have afternoon delight, yes?"
"Die on the field, you cape-wearing rapist of memories."
Oh, we're just mostly dead around here. Blame work. But mostly dead, as you know, is not all dead. Like Virginia will be shortly. And yes, there's storylines, like That Event Which Shall Not Be Named, and how every single player on the team is either out with two broken legs or playing through it, and will Damien Berry actually be transfigured on the field.
F*@$ all that. It's Saturday, we've been working our asses off, we're exhausted, and only blood will do.
Go.