This book is a nightmare. It's so succulent, I hate it. I would absolutely read it again. There are multiple spelling mistakes in this with fuck knows how much bullshit grammar I neglected to pick up on during my rabid binge read of this fuckfest of a book. Nora Sakavic made it abundantly clear in the first book that she does whatever the fuck she wants. There is zero scientific accuracy, Andrews psychosis(?) the the most confusing thing ever, I have never been more confused over a sport than I have with Exy, I have never related more to someone so done with everyone and everything than all the characters in this book series. Sakavic - with ease - shows us she has no idea about sports, gangs, drugs, the yakuza, the mafia, queer assholes, not queer assholes, trauma related mental health, long term affects of bodily harm(aka overtraining syndrome), I mean how the fuck do they not have a physiotherapist on call, and how sport teams function. I mean, c'mon, how do these losers manage to play when they're so splintered, it's a Christmas miracle. But it's not Christmas, and it's something Nostradamus would have predicted in 1500 but everyone would of dismissed him because of how stupid it sounds.
This creates a cringe worthy, wattpad-esk, insane YA novel of a book - half the time I was trying to figure out what the fuck Exy was. The respect I have for Nora to make a whole new sport because she couldn't be bothered to learn the rules of lacrosse - is undying. As is my hate for her, because what the fuck.
How a team of such dysfunctional losers ever managed to outplay another group of somehow more dysfunctional losers is beyond me. Purely think Neil should have joined the Ravens if only because I would enjoy his suffering. Also Jean and Neil are interesting. I wanted more of them. The ravens seem like hell, but so do the foxes.
In any case, I hate this mess of a book. Five stars, because all these losers are my children. Kevin? I picked him up from the trash. Allison and Reene? I would of picked them up from the trash but I value my life. Andrew is someone I am 90% sure I could take on, because, I too, am a psychotic midget. How one tiny bitch kept both Kevin and Neil alive is the most unrealistic part of this story because I know for a fact he'd have more problems keeping them from killing themselves through ways of eating raw cookie dough too much than keeping them from their insane families.
I almost shed tears over Riko, you poor child, let me make you soup. You don't deserve a terrible life. Jean??? French fuck. I love him. He is the reason I hate Riko but also I can't, Jean deserves better and therapy. I will teach this absolute losers what lacrosse(Exy, whatever.) is all about. The key point is that it is not life and death, unless you're stupid. But they are stupid. What mafia sells their child info fucking lacrosse from Walmart?? I threw my messy hair into a bun and got sold to play Exy by my parents??? I'd die. I hate this series. Where is my fan content. Give me the ao3 tags for this cluster fuck of a novel series. I love this series with my whole heart, I hate it. Don't read it, but do.
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