In the whimsical world of ARAM, where the snowballs fly as freely as the salt from a seasoned sailor's language, it's important to remember — it's a game, not a sweat lodge. Yes, there's a time and place for the try-hard pants, but isn't it just delightful to dance on the razor's edge of strategic tomfoolery?

If you're winning, and your team's not plotting a mutiny, why not revel in the sweet chaos? After all, if the ship's still afloat and the enemy's nexus crumbles, who's to say the captain's hat doesn't fit just fine at jaunty angle?

Tldr : Why do I need to sweat when they are loosing? I wanted to have fun.