"matchmaking is fine" a story of how its not.
17 is the magic number.
17 games in a row.
17 games Over a period of 4 days.
17 games where i got my main role of mid lane.
17 games where i stomped the early game.
17 games where i looked away for 5 seconds and my opposing laner had a quadra.
17 games where my team fed their ass off.
17 screaming fests.
17 is the number that proves there needs to be a rank lower than bronze.
17 games of players with winrates lower than 40% proves that no bronze is not a balanced elo, because if it was and everyone was as shit as each other wed all have 50% winrates.
17 games of pure bullshit.
17 migraines.
17 little shitnosed brats chucking temper tantrums when i inform them that they are walking fucking trash and should stay out of ranked.
17 stoners not giving two fucking shits about their elo but apparently giving enough of a shit to not just play norms.
17 games of pure statistical impossibility, due to the statement "well theres 4 on your team and 5 on theirs"
17 is the number that drives me fucking mad.
