Krikack looks around the pub...it is starting to fill up.

Krikack looks at the downcast coaches.

"Iam tired of sitting here sulking..Iam going to start a fight."

All the coaches head jump up at once..."You serious? You know fighting is not really my style."

Coach just looks at the other coaches and then gets that glimmer in his eye. Gives Krikack the nod.

Krikack staggers up from the table, takes a long pull of his Bugmans XXXXL Super, elite vintage and wades into the patrons standing at the bar.


Story to be continued................


The EPIC CONCLUSION!!!!!

*****

Krikack bull rushes the 10 guys standing at the bar drinking their ale. They dont even see him coming and he explodes on a guy with a full body block. The guy flies over the bar, into the glass mirror behind the bar, glass shatters all over the place. That poor sod collapeses in a heap behind the bar. He multi Blocks the two guys standing next to him. One of them flies backwards crashing through a table with a man sitting at it. His mug of beer flies in the air and crashes against the back wall. The other dude is doubled over as the wind is knocked out of him.

The other 7 guys at the bar immediatly thrown down on Krikack. A massive scrumm breaks out. Guys hanging off his neck, two guys grabbing each leg as they try to bring Krikack down. One guy is punching Krikack in the stomach and another is pounding him on his back.

Coach jumps in the fray pulling guys off of Krikack.."Settle down guys, settle down. You have passed Krikacks test to see if you were worthy of joining up with the Buccaneers."

The 10 guys look around. "What? you serious. You want us to join the Blood Sea Buccaneers and sail off for advanture on the pitch. Die a miserable death or get cut when you go in a rage and leave us in some god forsaken port."

"Well, that is the risks you take with the Buccaneers. But I can promise you fame, glory, a nice coffin and 50K in hiring money if you should survive the first match."

"50K you say?" All 10 of those guys look at each other. Finally one of them steps forward. "I think we can do that. Sounds like fun and all. Never know we might just show you coach that we have some serioous moves. There might be a legend Lino standing in front of you."

Coach looks pleased. Krikack helps the guy up from behind the bar and orders 5 rounds for every one in the pub.

Suddenly Krikack senses a disturbance in the Maw force. He wheels around and standing before him is a shadow. The Shadow cracks him over the chest with a back hand slap, then 2 judo chops to the face, leg whips him and then judo flips him across the pub.

"Hey man you cant do that to Krikack!" All 10 J-men charge the Shadow. 10 Judo chops later they all lay in a state of KO on the ground in a big heap.

Krikack regains his feet. "Ok, Shadow what ever you are. Get ready for some pain!"

Krikack charges the shadow. The Shadow sidesteps Krikacks lumbering blows. All the time using his lightning like relflexes pounding on Krikack with his back had slap moves. Krikack collapses in a heap. His green tatoos of power are flashing, powering on and off.

The shadow comes over to Krikack and picks his head off the floor. "Krikack, your fluff stinks man, you stink, you TV bloated ogre. I should just end your misery and give the Bucs the finall TV trim job. Heck if you are going to fire everyone you might as well go all the way."

Coach charges the Shadow. Body blocks him full on but Coach just bounces off. He staggers back and then charges again.

The Shadow just stands there laughing. Coach comes barrelling in. Gets 17 Judo chops to the chest. A side kick to the face. The Shadow then picks him up, stands on top of one of tables and then does a back flip suplex off the top rope right on top of coach.

"UGGGGGGGG" is all that is heard from Coach.

Coach looks over and sees the other coaches at the table sulking out the back door. Coach rasies his middle finger at them as they flee. "Thanks for the back up you putz boys."

The Shadow stands over him. "That was weak coach, your team is weak, your fluff is weak, 10 J-men? I will not go there and that was your lesson of the day."

The Shadow turns and leaves the pub.

Krikack crawls over to coach. His life forces are being sucked out of him. Suddenly the door opens up. Johnny the Legendary apoth of the Buccaneers comes rushing in. "I sensed a RIP Krikack. But you are not RIP and since you are the only player actually left on the team Iam perplexed."

"You moron it is not me it is COACH!"

"Well there is nothing I can do."

"What? he is your Coach!!"

"Well technically a coach is not part of the team. I can not render apoth services outside of the 1-16 players on a roster. My hands are tied."

"Dude, if you do not apoth coach Iam going to pummell you into the ground until only your eyes are sticking out of the dirt."

"Well let me see what I can do." Johnny reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cell phone, hits the Apoth Admin speed dial to see if he can get a rulling.

Krikack reaches up and grabs the cell phone, bites it in half and then throws the remains across the room. Coach reaches up with his hand and pulls Krikack closer to give him his final words.

"Krikack my lad, you must always remeber Fluff is a Dangerous game. The haters of Fluff are legion. I believe we were just assaulted by one of their shadow demons. Remeber the MAW Krikack. A sentinal must always protect and serve fluff were ever it is found. The haters will come for you, they will pick you up and throw you in the MAW. FLUFF CAN KILL YOU MAN!"

Coach lays there D.E.A.D.

Krikack looks over at Johnny. "If you do not get your butt down here right now and do some fluff magic that a Blood Bowl Apoth can reroll the injury on a coach Iam going to kill you."

"Well actually Krikack you cant, you see since Iam a apoth you cannot fire, kill me or in anyway get rid of me once Iam on the roster."

Krikack stands up and looks at Johnny. His towering 9ft 10 frame hovers over Johnny. "Johnny Iam the avatar of Destruction and the defender of FLUFF. I command you to reroll the injury on coach."

Johnny is trembling in his boots. Maybe krikack could kill him, maybe even trim the TV of the Bucs another 50K by firing him. Johnny deep in his soul loves fluff, it is what makes Blood Bowl great. He then decided to roll the dice of fate. He leans down next to coach. Pulls out his apoth bag and goes to work. LEGENDARY apoth work is done. Coach is now just BH and comes around a few minutes later.