In retrospect, the first problem should have been easy to predict. While it wasn't quite forty days and forty nights, the Drizzle was certainly long enough to flood the arena. The second problem, however...
"All right, let me get this straight - not only is the stadium flooded, but now there's several schools of fish in there? How did this happen?!"
Gobi and Irenes looked at each other for a moment before they both turned away, blushing. Fortunately for the sanity of everyone in the meeting, nobody noticed.
"Well, I suppose it doesn't matter. Let's just get a drain built in and empty the arena..."
"No can do, boss. As long as there are fish in that arena, it's classified as a lake and our contractors have a no-lake policy. The fish have to go first."
And since there's no way that a logical solution would be done when there's a pointless and potentially entertaining one available, the call went out to four Men! Of! The Sea (And Sometimes Sky)! to clean out the arena.