“My darling wife,

I know I have not written to you for quite some time due to being on the seas with the team, I know you weren't happy when I took up a role at a second team too but you understand how this sport is so ingrained into my heart and how I couldn't turn down the opportunity.

Sadly I write to you in dire news to inform you of the death of our son, my namesake Falien has finally given up his soul and we hope he has passed safely. Fear not though with his loss, for he died honourably. Getting in the way of a more gifted player so that the team may survive to fight on. I had so hoped that our homecoming would come soon with so much honour upon the family. My only consolation is that in his death the team still find themselves sitting on top of the league. So there is some solace to be found. Anyway, got to go, some sort of crab is knocking on my door so I suppose I should organise the next game. Hope to be home soon, promise.

Falien Windsail, world renowned coach, owner, bus driver and your husband. No idea why I had to mention the last one, you know that but I'd be a bad elf if I didn't include all my titles.”