I was playing in my divisional round of the regular h2h seasons. My opponent ran the same cheese over and over again. He went up 21-7 before half, then starts cussing at me, but he sounded like he was actually 5 years old. I quit because I knew I wasn’t going to stop his cheese.
I think he stole his mom’s credit card, and I think he needs to go to sleep for the night.