I had plans, y’all. Grand plans. For this final set of Pop Team Epic reviews, I was going to take you on a comprehensive tour of every last twist and turn of this whole daggum season; it was going to be the kind of stupidly in-depth and verbose retrospective that would cement my rightful legacy as an utterly self-indulgent windbag who regularly inflicts word-count induced PTSD on my wonderful editors.
Then, as luck would have it, my brand new computer decided to crap its pants and completely bork itself, meaning that hours of work (and so, so many screenshots) are now lost to the limbo of my unresponsive hard drives. So it goes.
To hell with it, though! Maybe it was a sign from the Pop-ish Gods that my approach was folly to begin with, because after all, if I had gone with my original plan, I might not have given this season finale its proper due, and only a broken and…
