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After the infamous incidents, which will be come to known, Zaire-style, as ‘The Mither In Maseille’, it didn’t seem like this tournament could get more mental.

Struggling. To. Keep. Up. Now. Must. Type. More. Shite.

It’s not day two of the tournament, obvs, but you get the gist. It’s not hard to follow.

Obviously a diary implies that this will be updated every day, when you and I both know that simply isn’t going to be the case.