seem to be the result of some bizarre car crash of shamelessly emasculated soap opera theatrics, aesthetics, fair play, and the outside chance that the refereee may actually be in a position to form a reasonably objective accurate opinion onnprecisely who is screwing over who.

In short(s), its some bizarre and byzantine form of devious lottery, the exact workings of which are not entirely visible to any of the participants as they barbourously seek to screw one another over in the name of sporting supremacy. On such are the essentially unimportant sporting destinies of nations decided.

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Arms my only ornament...