I have 2 teams running slow. One game at 18:00 and another at 19:00.
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Originally posted by Rob.
Gonna need to send a message to support. Never seen it this backed up.
We've had a ladder game sim more than 24 hours later
Gonna need to send a message to support. Never seen it this backed up.
We've had a ladder game sim more than 24 hours later
Rob.
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Originally posted by jfbueno
We've had a ladder game sim more than 24 hours later
That was a 1 hour time slot. This is mutiple.
We've had a ladder game sim more than 24 hours later
That was a 1 hour time slot. This is mutiple.
Originally posted by vipermaw82
Could this be the end?
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Could this be the end?
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieve it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
5 hours late. game no startee
funny to compare to stobie: stobie the scouter is out! (2 minutes later
Back up!
funny to compare to stobie: stobie the scouter is out! (2 minutes later
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