Ode to Solo Queue

I believed we are garenteed to win So we restlessly strive for viktory But what miss fortune, twisted fate Ashe nothing goes ashe planned, Annie thing we tried has failed Flamings and ragings ekko through the chat log Enemies ryze up to our base, then aced us in a final jhinocide Thus, all efforts are in vayne, because of a player's deadlee sin – feeding.