That one, last evening, stretched-on for 98 minutes, at normal speed :

http://pantheon.demigodthegame.com/game/331449/player/11664/

It was originally a 4 v 4.

Everything looked great in the game-setup lobby : all 8 green pings -- nobody above 175 ms, and most below 100.

One player of my team8 dropped out during the loading of the game : we had to start with a normal A.I. 

But the game lingered on as a stalemate. Then, another of my team8 dropped. 

It was then 4 humans v 2 humans + 2 A.I. for the last 38 minutes : of course, we lost.

My remaining team8 complained on the all-player chat that I was not an "extraordinary" player, so he felt like he was playing with 3 comps. Not very nice. I was tempted to "rage-quit" to protest his lack of manners, but I replied nothing and stuck to the bitter end -- 98 minutes after the start of the match.

My team8 was not happy because I didn't seem to engage into frontline offense. I can't do that as a fragile TB, especially when I have to run around and plug defensive holes on the wide Leviathan map, because I'm stuck with 1 or 2 comp allies which do their own thing (that do not include smart defense). My frustrated team8 did not seem to perceive that I was working very hard to stop enemy-minion pushes (with catapults & Giants) towards our base, when I was not trying to recapture the left-side portal. I didn't stop working hard for 98 minutes, and the end-game stats proved that I did my fair share.

But when you have 1 (and eventuall 2) comp(s) on your team against 4 humans (three of them quite good), it's a lot of stress & toil, especially when the final outcome is fatally obvious.

I stuck to the bitter end, and I didn't quit. The 2 comp allies were incompetent, and my human ally was an ungrateful team8 who prefered exchanging sarcastic barbs & banter with the other team, on the chat -- sometimes at my expense.

They wanted to make a 5 v 5. I knew from the very start that even a 4 v 4 would be dicey, especially when playing with total strangers. The comp allies were mediocre, but my human allies lacked an elementary sense of fellowship. Some macho players expect that everyone on their team must act as a very offensive killing machine -- which is not my chosen style as a Frost TB (besides the fact that girls don't have a lot of testosterone).

Yes, I'm bitter : my evening more or less wasted in a 98-minute-long unfair match-up.