“Kondor crossed the pitch and extended his hand to coach Chickenbrain.

He was amazed at the reception. He offered a game from the Paparazzi to Chickenbrain because he had never played a coach with more than an average of 4 fouls per game. He had a theory about how to deal with serial fouling, but it had not yet been tested.

The game started with skulls for the rotter squad and went down hill from there. Early blocks saw beasts falling left and right. Yet most were due to tripping because the paparazzi only scored two casualties all game.

Kondor returned to the locker room with Chickenbrain's comments ringing in his ears. Cherry picking, you should have stalled so this could end quicker and not kick off again. In retrospect, he wondered if he were being goaded into unnecessary fouling. Instead, he took the high road, and only blocked, and clogged blitzing lanes while moving to the endzone.

He wondered why anyone choose to coach a team, if he was going to be so miserable in the process. Perhaps once he had coached as many games as Chickenbrain, he would be bitter too.
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I tried to be civil and upbeat the entire match. Honestly, I have never played anyone with his outlook on the game. He came into the match bitter. I expected to play someone who fouled a lot, but enjoyed the game. He called this a cherry pick. I still do not see how. TR difference of 2 and TS difference of 6. He just seemed upset because he derives pleasure from busting up the other team. Since that did not happen, he was grumpy.

If I ever get to the point where I cannot have fun during a match, I will stop playing. That is the lesson the Paparazzi learned from this match.

Coach Chickenbrain, I wish I could help you in some way. It seems you have lost your enjoyment of this game. You have 800 games more than I do. With effort to actually win through means other than fouling, your experience surely would have bested my good dice during the first half.

Good luck in your endeavors.”