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2015-03-17 10:48:09
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OWCC Entry 2
The Foul Peak Crawlers: Skaven team in the Kislev Conference of the OWCC League
Kislev Conference first official match Report
Entry 2 - March 17, 2015
Leilond had a stick in his hand, and was drawing and ereasing a pitch on the ground, analizing the match, again and again.
Transure The captain walked near him, with the ball in his right hand. Twenty meters far from him, Stilythe the Ghost jumped up, waving his hands: "Captain! Captain! The Ball!!!"
The captain spook: "Where were we wrong Coach?"
Leilond looked his thrower and replied: "You? Nowhere, nowhere. Me, on the other hand, made a mistake. When I saw we weren't able to stop them scoring and our child minded runner wasn't able to score his fast Touch Down, I should understand we could aim for a draw."
Stilythe the Ghost: "Captaaaaiiin!!! The Baaal"
Transure looked the Runner, and shot a long bomb far far away... the eshin-one run to catch it. "Really? Could we?"
The Coach stared the rat: "Absolutely yes. In the second half we had ten players, and the greenskins weren't pressuring us, at all. They were waiting in their half. I should have told you to wait the end of the half and then attack for score... and then see if the Troll can throw a goblin with enought skill. But I was greedy, and told you to score, in the hope to steal the ball and win. We ended losing and with two injuried players. I should have understand it after the injuried rat for that rock before the start of the game and the fact that the greenskins didn't fail a block"
The ball handler replied: "The injuried... we have to fire them, haven't we?"
Leilond: "Sure we have. I will talk to them later on"
The Ghost jumped and catched the ball, with the joy in the face!
The Thrower looked at him: "It's like a little baby eh?"
Remose the Headspliteter entered the light of the fire, talking to the Thrower: "That baby minded rat is our best hope. If we manage to protect him and you manage make him score enough, he can became a match winner"
The Runner came to the three rats, smiling, giving the ball to the thrower and watching him like a dog watch his friend with a stick. The Captain throwed the ball again, as far as he could, and the runner started like a warpgun shot
Flee today to fight tomorrow
---- END OF ENTRY ----
Kislev Conference first official match Report
Entry 2 - March 17, 2015
Leilond had a stick in his hand, and was drawing and ereasing a pitch on the ground, analizing the match, again and again.
Transure The captain walked near him, with the ball in his right hand. Twenty meters far from him, Stilythe the Ghost jumped up, waving his hands: "Captain! Captain! The Ball!!!"
The captain spook: "Where were we wrong Coach?"
Leilond looked his thrower and replied: "You? Nowhere, nowhere. Me, on the other hand, made a mistake. When I saw we weren't able to stop them scoring and our child minded runner wasn't able to score his fast Touch Down, I should understand we could aim for a draw."
Stilythe the Ghost: "Captaaaaiiin!!! The Baaal"
Transure looked the Runner, and shot a long bomb far far away... the eshin-one run to catch it. "Really? Could we?"
The Coach stared the rat: "Absolutely yes. In the second half we had ten players, and the greenskins weren't pressuring us, at all. They were waiting in their half. I should have told you to wait the end of the half and then attack for score... and then see if the Troll can throw a goblin with enought skill. But I was greedy, and told you to score, in the hope to steal the ball and win. We ended losing and with two injuried players. I should have understand it after the injuried rat for that rock before the start of the game and the fact that the greenskins didn't fail a block"
The ball handler replied: "The injuried... we have to fire them, haven't we?"
Leilond: "Sure we have. I will talk to them later on"
The Ghost jumped and catched the ball, with the joy in the face!
The Thrower looked at him: "It's like a little baby eh?"
Remose the Headspliteter entered the light of the fire, talking to the Thrower: "That baby minded rat is our best hope. If we manage to protect him and you manage make him score enough, he can became a match winner"
The Runner came to the three rats, smiling, giving the ball to the thrower and watching him like a dog watch his friend with a stick. The Captain throwed the ball again, as far as he could, and the runner started like a warpgun shot
Flee today to fight tomorrow
---- END OF ENTRY ----
Comments
Posted by grunth on 2015-03-17 11:02:43
YEAHHHH, its so good... :D
thx for the match, and good luck for the league mate, was a pleasure ;D
thx for the match, and good luck for the league mate, was a pleasure ;D