Season 69 is finally here… and you know what that means:
Time to dust off the spreadsheets, overthink every depth chart, scream at simulated referees, and—most importantly—carry on the most honored tradition in BuzzerBeater history:
EFF. YOU. ALL.
May your Game Shape tank, your Enthusiasm flatline, your scrimmages do nothing, and your star player decide now is the time to play like a hungover toddler.
Good luck to absolutely no one and let’s make Season 69 the most toxic one yet.