The Exact Moment
This is the exact moment when it became about more than a game. When it became impossible for anyone to defend, or excuse, or apologize. When a line had been crossed that couldn't be un-crossed. This is the exact moment. There is no confusion about this. This person was the Chairman of the CSM at the time. Those in attendance were witnessing a train wreck and the exposure of what, up until that exact moment, had only been conjecture. A nerve was exposed. A glimpse at the true nature of a person that had been fortunate and lucky enough to be responsible for a large percentage of dedicated players.
Any remaining apologists out there need to reconcile this moment in their minds. I cannot. I will not.
The litany of moments since then is a long one. And depending on your perspective the contents of the list will vary. But whatever your perspective it all comes down to this exact moment. And only you can decide what it means for you. I decided. And I have not regretted that decision a single day since that day. Have you?