Season 6 Beautifully Summed Up in a Familiar Short Story

You're at work or school. It's an awful day and all you keep thinking about is getting home and 'owning some noobs' on league. Quitting time finally rolls around, you're almost home when you remember that new patch just hit! Now you're really excited. You slap that space bar waking up your league machine, type in your username which is so second nature by now you could perform open heart surgery while typing it in. You slide that 5 button gaming mouse over to ranked... And it hits you like a ton of bricks. "F#%@, dynamic queue..." You spend the next 3 minutes debating whether or not to just play an aram or normal. "Screw that" you say; "I've been waiting for this all day!" You lock in that OP champ you now know better than your own brother, and the magic begins. The game starts, you hit tab, then you see it. 4 of their team has "$Bois" as their club tag. "S!%#, it's a 4 man premade..." it's ok though, you're confidant in your team. You knock out your first few jg camps no problem, and moments later you're flanked from 3 sides at your red buff. First blood. "Well" you say, "no MIAs from any of my tammates but that's ok, I should have warded better anyway. Obviously they all have mics." 5 minutes later, as your bot lane is pushing, two teleports and their mid laner instantaneously show up behind your bot laners. "Wow" you say with a discouraged tone, "that was impressive... Oh right, they're a pre made with mics..." the game continues the same way for the next 15 minutes as you periodically get swarmed by a group of what must be 23 malzahar voidlings that maul off your face like a pack of enraged monkeys who'd just eaten a bowl full of bath salts. Meanwhile your team argues with the intelligence level of your 6 year old sister, who's fault it is that you're losing. You finally surrender in despair while the other team tells you how bad you are and other such witty comments like "EZ, uninstall please." You eventually click the home button and wonder how you'd gotten to this point with league. "What happened?" "I didn't feel this way before?" You hover your seemingly useless 5 button gaming mouse over the dynamic queue button, wondering whether it's worth it to play another. The emotional toll is enough to drive even the most bearded man to veganism. But Its all you've known. League is all you've done for the last 4 years with your free evenings. ... Click

TL:DR The emotional stress of Dynamic Queue and its 4 man premades is enough to make even the most bearded man turn to veganism. Is there a psychiatrist in the room?