[Not wrote anything, never mind a blog, for ages so I thought I'd post this... maybe some former or future members might like to know who is winning what in the OBBA this season, or maybe it's a shameless plug for the league ] ;)



Well, as the Zombies from the IT department (Inanimate Torsos ) were dropped off this morning by the plague cart, reeking of Brains and Booze, I was pleasantly reminded that yesterday was the FUMBBL birthday. Not that I cared much about that, but it did mean that today was the 4th!

Yes, today was the day that I would find out which team Jock “the strop” McRowdy would land a 3 game coaching job with; today was the first day of the year that coach Pythrr might, just might, be smiling and spare the poor souls of the Old World his scorn... yes today was the day of the OBBA Cup draw.

Or at least I thought it was. But as midnight swiftly approaches I’m starting to regret my decision of staying late more than Kalimar did his decision to waste 2 years of his life planning a big job for a particular client. You know Kalimar right? As in the Thief of Kalimar? Probably too highbrow for most of our subscribers but I do crack myself up sometimes.


Anyway – enough of the Purplegoo-esque rant; fortunately my time wasn’t wholly wasted, you know like the coach’s that turn up for games and their opponent no-shows (you know who you are – may you rot in Russo’s personal hell) as I realised I totally neglected to submit my awards roundup column for the OBBA, well here it is!


As always competition was fierce in the Premiership, and many teams suffered a fate worse than death such as poor coach oryx who is now left with a poop pond of a team, Football Association of Wales. But one team entered the season well-prepared and very well versed in tactics against one of the bashiest collections of teams the top flight has seen. Oval Balls FTW not only sailed to victory, undefeated, but managed to finish in stronger shape than they started in. A double by way of the Cups is likely to see the Gooster secure his third COTS award... assuming people even turn up to vote (you know who you are – may you rot in Russo’s personal hell).


The Championship Trophy was collected by phil78’s Aberdoom. A Chaos Dwarf team that knocked up 6 wins out of seven against a myriad of teams only to take their foot off the pedal in the final game. The team has a ways to go before potentially competing with the likes of B'ORCalona and Bristol Reavers in the Premiership so will undoubtedly be counting on a good cup run to get them there.


One of my particular favourites, and not just for the ladies – although Cyrus-Havoc is hot from the back, Essetesford Town collected the League One title in a hit and miss season. Despite the utter fale of several coaches to get their teams to the grounds in time these gals clocked up an undefeated record over 6 played games... seemed these fair maidens attracted the games easier than most... Cyrus’ cute ass no doubt – I hear Russo is lined up for a stiff friendly.


Royal Valhalladolik just beat Crippled Uni-dead to the post to take the League Two title in forfeit controversy! Had Uni-dead played against Livers in Blood Pools earlier in the season they may have bridged that one point and taken the title. As it was, despite a tie and a loss, Tesifonte cut a bloody swathe to the top! Hehe Elf whipped.


In the Conference North Bury Fumbbl Club, Zenit St. Smashburg and BC San-Nuffle all finished on 14pts!
The winner of which was then duly decided by drawing straws... or at least it would have been had they not be wrenched from Commissioner Chewie’s hand (Not to be mistaken with Coach Chewie who is hairier and smellier) who loathed the idea of having to count the TD differential. With the aid of an Abacas however it was finally discovered that loud mouth morraywolfymax had managed to tip the scales, err Abacas, by two TDs!


Down in the Conference South (though technically parallel to Conference North but still not nearly as complicated a tier structure, or dare I say point structure [incidentally 25/9/3.456] as the WIL – yack-spit) a grand run of games saw coach Vampy on a rare winning form, leading his newly assembled West Bromwich Foulbion (Who rather hilariously didn’t even get a player in the Dirty Player standings – utter fale!) to victory!


Well, I was going to press on to the Player Awards but either a Wookiee is pleased to see me or Commissioner Chewie has just arrived with the Cup Draws in his pocket, pouch... whatever...

So I’ll let this puppy hit the press, spelling mistakes and all and say bye for now!