Putin...you weren't here for the Greatest Author Tournament.
So maybe that's why that one was so much fun, I don't know...
But my candidate lost--TWICE. To Vergil (acceptable) and J.K. Rowling (which...I like J.K., but come on...she'd be to concede to the Bard.)
The furthest any of my candidates got was Virginia Woolf (surprisingly enough...she somehow made the Elite 8 in a field of 64...how she did that, I don't know...talent, genius, a couple soft opponents--you be the judge! Oh, wait, it's you--you've already pre-judged.)
Anyway, point is, the voting ends (roughly) 24 hours after each cycle...regardless of whether Gershwin (who should totally win this and is one of my guys) looks poised to lose by two.
And if you don't like it when I bring up the fact you're a fan of *insert terrible dictatorship here,* maybe you should do your own due diligence and avoid pissing on ME whilst we have a good time listening to music and talking about it...FOR FUN.
Can you do that, Putin, hm? Can you stuff your smugness...for once?