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Match Result · League division
Match recorded on 2015-03-24 20:58:23
70k
1/2/0
Player Performances
td
comp
cas
int
mvp
spp
turns
pass
rush
block
foul
TOTALS
2
1
2
-
1
16
136
-1
38
30
1
Player Performances
td
comp
cas
int
mvp
spp
turns
pass
rush
block
foul
TOTALS
1
1
-
-
1
9
75
10
32
32
2
#15 Vidarr Bjornsonson – Smashed Hand (MNG)
#16 Jimmy Two Hats – Smashed Knee (NI)
“Great writeup!
It seemed like the rule of the game was 'whichever team has the ball knocks the crap out of the other team'. As mentioned, I did get tabled in the first half, and lost four players before the start of turn 2. Most of the bash was KO's, and most of those players ended up back on the pitch at some point or another. The final GFI fail was a bitter pill to swallow, but the play that led to it involved a 5+ pass and a -2db block, so I don't have any grief over the loss.
Ultimately, the biggest disappointments were that I never had enough players on the pitch to take a foul, and that I didn't make a single cas!
Here's to seeing you in the KO cup, Timetis! The Second Chancers owed you a beatdown after last season, and that debt is accruing interest!”
It seemed like the rule of the game was 'whichever team has the ball knocks the crap out of the other team'. As mentioned, I did get tabled in the first half, and lost four players before the start of turn 2. Most of the bash was KO's, and most of those players ended up back on the pitch at some point or another. The final GFI fail was a bitter pill to swallow, but the play that led to it involved a 5+ pass and a -2db block, so I don't have any grief over the loss.
Ultimately, the biggest disappointments were that I never had enough players on the pitch to take a foul, and that I didn't make a single cas!
Here's to seeing you in the KO cup, Timetis! The Second Chancers owed you a beatdown after last season, and that debt is accruing interest!”
The Men of Stakes meet Pubstar's second chancers.
It's been quiet. Too quiet. We zoom back in on our heroes - having had their well-earned rest after winning the south division and reaching the semi's in the play-offs - getting ready for the first match of the season.
The Men are alert. Alert and warned. Scouts report the Third Chancers, the norse' fanclub, have shown up in big numbers, and are not afraid to make these numbers count. Right from the get-go, besides the usual insults flying about, the field is showered in rocks! Poor Ulrich, everybody's favorite punching bag, gets hit straight on the head, and plummets down to the field. When the referee finally manages to clear up the ensuing chaos (the Unspeakable was already chewing on some norseman's arm!), it seems like the big furry lump who was put on the field by the opposition was hurt by the rocks, as he is seen being dragged of the field!
Powered by the momentum gained, the Men pause not and take no quarters. Before long there's not a single wildman left on the field. While all the Men are in a wild rage over so much bloodshed, Theo keeps his head cool, and stuffs the ball he's been carrying down The Unspeakable's trousers. Somehow it sticks, and the lumbering baffoon walks the ball in for a touchdown, after some much needed encouragement (And not before contemplating his move carefully with a wilful gaze in his empty eyes!).
Some Norse have managed to recover themselves, and after yet another rockshower (and a few choice punches on the Men with scrimmage-duty, all of a sudden the numbers have evened again. The Men tried to keep up their rush and overcommit, so a single norseman manages to break through and scores the equalizier.
When faced with adversity, there's only one player to be trusted to keep his cool. Surrounded by a Norseman and an Ulf, with the Snow Troll in hot pursuit: in a true heroic feat, our catcher Theo manages to break free, knocking out one of the Ulfs in the progress. Touchdown!
The Third Chancers hold their breath; is there enough time left? Roar Gobcrusher, the Chancer's star maniac, makes a dash for the endzone. His teammates have already managed to chuck the ball past the opposition, push away the lumbering Unspeakable and Gobcrusher struggles past the Men with a glint of glory in his eyes; at least their losses won't be for naught if he manages the 2-2!
Exhausted from the game, the fighting, and the unfairness of it all, Gobchrusher trips and the referee blows his whistle: the Men are safe; but our defensive coordinator will have some hefty words with the team.
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