(Caution: this post contains spoilers, so if you aren’t caught up on GOT, you’ve got less than 72 hours to binge)
Fire and blood. Incest and dragons and whatnot.
Game of Thrones returns this weekend.
I’ll be 100% honest with you; I’m not as hyped as I thought I would be. Maybe the two-year break dulled my senses, or maybe some of the story arcs lost me when the show writers moved past George R.R. Martin’s book material. It took Arya Stark five seasons to cross the sea, for example, then she came back and started killing everybody in five seconds, with laughable ease.
It felt like some plot lines were taking forever to develop, then they put the characters in a DeLorean time machine and stuffed four years worth of material into one season, like a high fantasy burrito. We had to endure the Sand Snakes and redundant Ramsey Bolton behavior along the way. Every sadistic move delivered diminishing returns, in my opinion.
But I’m still ready to roll. Jon and Daenerys are on the same side. Cersei can’t be trusted. The Hound is still out there, ready to eat every chicken in Westeros.
Here’s how we imagined Philadelphia sports figures as GOT characters:
Markelle Fultz as Jaime Lannister
Both were excellent at their craft, then they suffered arm issues and were never the same.
What role will they play in 2019?
any Sixers 1st round draft pick as Bran Stark
We see great things in their future, then they get hurt, can’t use their legs, and just watch things happen.