So…real-life Quidditch is a thing

And that’s when I saw the broomsticks.

Paging George R.R. Jordan…

We’re never getting that book, folks.

I guess this is our dumb new reality.

You know you’re out of shape when you have a dream about running at full speed, then suddenly wake up with an excruciating leg cramp.

Assuming I had said those things, where did it come from?

Apparently allllll the attention and huge paychecks makes it worth it. Kind of. Maybe?