A little about myself
I live just outside Vancouver, Canada. I started playing BB in 1989 when I bought 2nd edition with my paper route money. I've played off and on for most of those years since. I try not to take BB that seriously. It is game after all. I have a lot more fun with my team and player names than actually playing. I still play 2-3 league games of Table top a month, with a bit of Tourney play thrown into the mix. Fumbbl is a great spot to hone your skills.

Blood Bowl est une pute insatiable, mais c'est ma pute et je l'aime.

BB Time Difference to NA West coast: 9 hrs. (8 am=5pm)

Bad dice/ Bad luck
I feel I make my own luck, if there were such a thing. If I give guys hits, by leaving men's in tackle zones, my probability of having those men's injured become greater. The more GFIs I make, the more chances I have to fail. The balls I try to pick up, or catch the more times I have to drop the ball. The less RRs I have, the less chance I have to correct those failures. The better coaches make less Risky moves. The less experienced coaches take more risky chances because of bad positioning. More Risk= More Failure= Bad Luck= More Coaches making up weird "Fumbbl's out to get me" theory's.


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Some Positive Advice

• Don't get attached to your pixelled players. They are in essence, there to live as long as they can. They will eventually die. Don't take your time with them for granted. You will never say, "man, I wished I spent less time at work and more time with my pixel." Cherish you quality time with them.
  
• Try to enjoy the game. Winning isn't everything, and you can have fun losing. If your losing, try to kill their best player. it will cheer you up, I swear it.
  
• Theres nothing better than a CD to CD completed long Bomb, that upsets your opponent
  
• Its okay to Turn 16 foul, as long as you aren't routing the other guy. Don't add insult to injury.
  
• Rules clarification when concessions are allowed. Not that I plan to EVER do it again. I take my lumps like a man, and wait for death. Oh' sweet pixel death.