the router lives on the top shelf now, on a folded towel, and nobody in this house touches it during a game. we learned the hard way that one dropped stream ruins more than a Sunday, it ruins the whole read on a drive. primetime records are the same kind of shrine: everyone worships the venue, but the number that matters is whether the line held up at 8:20 at night, and that's a set of five guys, not a time slot.