My goodness… what a staggering and distressing revelation this has become.
I find myself utterly confounded — not merely disappointed, but genuinely astonished — by the magnitude of financial mismanagement that appears to have unfolded beneath our collective noses. One can only wonder how an enterprise that once stood as the proud cornerstone of our competitive scene has managed to descend into this state of disarray.
The central question, I fear, remains unanswered: where did the money go?
We are told of prize pools, of seasons completed and champions crowned — yet the victors, the very lifeblood of this community, remain unpaid. Funds that were explicitly designated for rewards seem to have evaporated into the ether. I must confess that this defies not only reason but also the basic tenets of trust and stewardship that should govern any respectable organization.
And now, we are asked to display patience. We are told that this is part of some “restructuring,” that repayment will come in installments, and that future seasons will somehow balance the books of the past. With all due respect, that is not a financial strategy — it is a revolving door of obligation, a precarious cycle wherein new participants unknowingly fund the debts of old. In my part of the world, we might call it a house of cards dressed as an institution.
If transparency truly exists, then let it be demonstrated — not through eloquent reassurances or vague allusions to Finnish law, but through a clear, unambiguous breakdown:
How were the funds from Winter and Spring allocated?
To whom, and for what purposes, were these community-generated revenues dispersed?
How much of the collected license income remains, and how much has been siphoned into operations that have yielded no tangible benefit to the players themselves?
I say this not with hostility but with genuine sorrow. Many of us have supported this platform for years, not out of obligation, but out of respect — for Kenu, for the staff, and for what Sportsgamer once represented. Yet the current silence on financial specifics speaks louder than any apology ever could.
Trust, once fractured, cannot be repaired by poetic statements or hopeful projections. It is rebuilt only through truth, accountability, and action. Until the missing figures are laid bare and the debts are paid, the integrity of this entire project hangs by a thread.
In all sincerity, I hope this is the moment when words give way to deeds — for if not now, I fear there will soon be nothing left to save.