Picture a stadium where referees are literal walking rulebooks, whistles honking like angry geese, and a soccer ball sprouts googly eyes to dodge tackles. Exaggerate a benchwarmer’s tears filling the Gatorade cooler, a grandma in the stands morphing into a foam-finger-waving gladiator, and a halftime show where mascots riot with confetti cannons. The scoreboard flashes “Drama 100 – Skill 2”, a sprinter’s shoelaces tie themselves mid-race, and the “instant replay” screen just loops a pigeon stealing a hotdog. Satirical, sweat-flinging chaos where every game is a soap opera—and the crowd roars “Encore!”