“Buccaneers get to take on the dreaded and feared Cymebeline. They knew this was going to be a rough match. The fans were going nuts, calling for the Krox to kill every stinking human.

Cymbeline walks onto the pitch and lets out a war cry, the fans respond with cheers. Buccaneers got a bad feeling about this.

The Ball is kicked off and Cymbeline just stands there and then keeps standing there and then he starts rubbing his ass crack. Finally the lizards get their guy focused and in killing mode but it was to late. The Buccaneers had already driven the length of the field and scored.


That was when he came alive, shook off the fog that was clouding his brain and then he GOES OFF!!!!!!!!!

Buccaneers are flying left and right out of the scrum, no mortal man could stand in his way. Dirty Waters goes flying backwards, broken ribs and then BOZ stands tall before the beast. Gives the beast a vintage Rick Flair backhand slap!!!!!! That just enrages the beast, he strikes Boz right in the face, his head goes flying clean off, hits row 9, right into the lap of a priest of Sigmar who raises it on high and starts cheering for Cymbeline. What da heck? Come on man.


And then it happened. That Priest of Sigmar realized the error of his ways, maybe got a vision from Sigmar himself that humanity was getting beat down hard, so the Priest called to the heavens.


Destructor Ware, seeing the decapitated body getting pulverized by the big beast as he piles on Boz's poor body in a frenzy of rage and hate. Calls to Evander to lay the boot.


That was when it happened. Evander Grottystone, lowly J-man who earned a spot on the squad, former bouncer and agitator, a man of low birth and no future, felt the touch of a God on him, SIGMAR HIMSELF.


Evander takes a step back and then he has this feeling that the time to strike was now, he could see a chink in the beasts armor, he raised his boot and kicked with all his might. CRACK!!!! The beast lets out a cry of pain and agony, Evander steps back and then dives onto the beast, smashing him with his gauntlets, his arms become pistons from the heavens, SIGMAR is behind his mighty fists.

Cymbeline, Legendary Krox, killer of everything that walks this earth, lay there beaten down, booted and DEAD!!!!

The apoth comes rushing out to save the beast when a rogue lightning bolt cracks from the sky and strikes him down. All that is left are two smouldering boots in the middle of the field.


BUT

Sigmar was not done yet. The Buccaneers get beat down to the point of no resistance and go down 2-1 with one last gasp on turn 16.


Dez, has that feeling, a feeling in his gut that he cannot be stopped. The ball is kicked off, a gust of wind from the heavens curves the ball right on top of Staubach who catches the ball, runs up and hands the ball off to Dez in a TZ. Bucs get the chain push going and then Dez takes off down the sideline. Deftly dodges, weaves and GFI's down the sideline and in for the Score!!!!!!


Dez rolled in sequence.. 4,4,6,6,6,6 for the OTS attempt.

Epic match, bloody, brutal, a legend bites the dust and a miracle OTS. This match had it all.”