Attempting to clear her name of the charge of being a "gamer," Evan Robins takes a foray into topic traditionally outside her beat—sports writing! Having been struck by a bolt of profound inspiration after attending an international rugby game, the Co-Editor takes the stand to defend this most beautiful and brutish of all ball games, and muse at length about the heritage with which it is entwined.

I swear this will be the last time I mention the pitch clock in print until the day arrives when it is expunged from the game of baseball and we return to an Edenic state of unhurried gameplay freed from the shackles of petty human time. Until then, woe be unto all those who hastened this new all-too-human master onto the pristine diamond.

Having recently rekindled a relationship with her Nintendo 3DS, Evan Robins reminisces on the earl-2000s era of handheld games consoles. Have they found a true successor in the Nintendo Switch, or has something been lost along the way?