In those dark ages of brute ignorance accross the fields of blood bowl where sudden celebrity appears even to the less blessed of all after a quick combo of skills, where the only ability needed is to remind yourself to stand up your players each turn, far far away in a quiet Halfling stadium is born again the real deal of legend player.

After 250 games of team devotion, my boy Keggie "Lizard fling" reached the legend status, let me tell you the story of that long time anonymous fling, soon discovered for his ability to spot the softest spot on a prone elf, his carreer was all marked for him: watch the trees breaking bones, take the hit to protect that ag 5 "show off" fling and always stay right behind the block guys to finish what they let down in their trail.

But it didn't go that way, fans loved him, and games after games the most valuable player price went to him without any voices diverging, after all he was 100 % playing only for the team, died multiple times but seems to be immortal, always standing up back to his feet, usually now when the opponent blitzer is making his way towards him, the public start to laugh, in the secrecy of a private joke that it is all for nothing to try.

He's all grey hair now but keep that vitality of a mature player, took out his helmet to play, since he believed it will not help anyway if he takes the blow of a troll but being able to see it first and dodge it will.

Only 12 games to go and he will be the oldest fling drafted ever, way to go little Keggie, wish you well.