The scene open up in the office of OBBA Cup Winner, SeraphimRed; the office lays in disarray, empty water bottles and tins line the floor and a bedraggled Sera, cowering behind his desk, scoops out the final remnants of food from some canned produce.

The door opens and in walks his assistant.

Ass.: Sir! It’s over sir, it’s finally over!

Sera stares up, wild eyed.

Sera: It is?

Ass.: Yes! Praise nuffle!

Sera: The Cup is over?

Ass.: Ye... err, I meant LRB4.

Sera scowls.

Sera: You mean the OBBA Cup isn’t over!?

Ass.: Well, yes, it is, but it also means LRB4 is no more either.

Sera: And... and have they gone?

Sera peers up over his desk and out of the window.

Ass.: Have who gone sir?

Sera: The demonstrators!

Ass.: Demonstrators?

Sera: Yes. The people that have been demonstrating outside my office throughout the entire OBBA Cup.

Ass.: Oh, you mean the other OBBA coaches.

Sera: At first there was just a few of them. Then as we progressed more started coming.

Ass.: Weird that.

Sera: They were wielding signs... that read horrible, horrible, hurtful things, like how I couldn’t win without the Count.

Ass.: Ridiculous. Could you please sign this invoice for Luthor?

Sera takes the invoice.

Sera: I merely like to help the guy out from time to time.

Ass.: 3 times out of 6 apparently.

Sera: Yes. Average.

Ass.: Anyway, we can’t hire him anymore.

Sera: Besides which, I rather enjoy his compa... what did you say?!

Ass.: I said you can’t hire him anymore.

Sera: Not that it matters, or that I care in the least – I mean – why should I? But for arguments sake, why not?

Ass.: Because he costs ridiculous amounts under CRP.

Sera: We can save up right? Should I really choose to bother I mean.

Ass.: Under CRP, our cash is about as valuable as the Euro right now.

Sera: Dear god!

Ass.: And our TV the way it is, I hate to say it, but we’re the Greece of the Old World.

Sera: Do we have to go to CRP?

Ass.: That’s not the end of it... For instance, our Mummies no longer have General Skill access.

Sera: Why!?

Ass.: *shrug*

Sera: It’s General for nuffle sake, surely everyone should have access to General?! What else aren’t you telling me?

Ass.: We just lost 9 fan factor.

Sera: What!?

Ass.: We’re down to 18 now.

Sera: I guess that’s not so bad...

Ass.: Fan Factor also means **** now!

Sera: Son of a...! Does that mean my chances of getting the ref having been reduced?

Ass.: Oh. Significantly, I’d say.

Sera shakes his head.

Sera: Anything else?

Ass.: Our dirty players are not so dirty anymore.

Sera: In what way?

Ass.: Well, they still foul, but it’s like the Queensbury Fouling Rules.

Sera: Is there anything at all good about CRP?

Ass.: Oh yes. A new combo that gives a 95% CAS to Block rate... it’s called CPOMB!

Sera: OOO... that sounds sweet.

Ass.: Yeah, but we can’t have it!

Sera: Oh for **** sake! I suppose it’s all General skill based!

Ass.: There’s also a new client!

Sera stares blankly.

Ass.: But it has no /hurt sound...

Sera: Bitter sweet.... bitter-sweet.

Ass.: No aging...

Sera: All my guys have already aged under LRB4!

Ass.: Yes... yes they have. To be honest sir there’s nothing much good in CRP for us.

Sera: I wonder if it’s too late for race change?

Ass.: We could ask! I always wanted to coach an Amazon team, sir.

Sera: My dear boy, look what they done to Undead... I can only imagine how they have ravaged the Amazon team!

Ass.: I’m imagining it now sir!

Scene fades to CRP...