“These dwarves are a *very* hard fighting and hard-nosed team. Extremely tough to make a move against. As their line consistently pushed my orcs aside, I got a little fearful.
He kept finding ways to toss my orcs around like rag-dolls, and I am lucky my team didn't rip at the seams. *knock on wood* The only reason this ended in a tie and not a loss for me was that I caught a good break when his runner stumbled on his way into the endzone.
This was intense and I look forward to our second matchup!”
“'Can't talk. Need beer.'
---Hulgar Hammerhand, team captain.
'A hard-fought draw 'gainst a very tough bunch of greenskins. We was damn lucky all the lads got outta there with all their limbs. Way too close ta early retirement for me likin'.'
---The same, after five minutes and six beers.
'UNSTOPPABLE!'
---Erik Leatherfoot.
'Whut happn?'
---Torgrim Axehand, who spent most of the match Badly Hurt
'Elephant stepped on ya.'
---Magni Coppereye
'N'elefun?'
---Torgrim Axehand
'Sure. He went over that way.'
---Magni Coppereye, gesturing towards the cheerleader dressing rooms.
'Ain't I a stinker?'
---The same, fifteen seconds later, watching Torgrim stagger off to kill the elephant.”
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He kept finding ways to toss my orcs around like rag-dolls, and I am lucky my team didn't rip at the seams. *knock on wood* The only reason this ended in a tie and not a loss for me was that I caught a good break when his runner stumbled on his way into the endzone.
This was intense and I look forward to our second matchup!”