“[The heaviest blow to my coaching ego here is the 50-50 luck, the result of a last turn reload... it was 43-71 or so before that]
Well, they travelled all the way from Araby, training hard every time the caravan stopped.
Every meal, through every weather, the drivers and silk merchants would watch with idle interest as these lunatics put helmets over their turbans and practiced tackling, throwing, catching, dodging.
Upon stepping out into the stadium, however, these brave men found themselves weak at the knees, unsteady of balance, and numb-handed as they were utterly overmastered by their opponents. Smashed over at most opportunities, knocked out or Badly Hurt, they began retiring from the pitch in clumps, leaving their dry-mouthed, useless team-mates to face ever more strident opposition.
The Super Soul Connection, on the other hand, combined steadfast blocking with flawless ball-handling. Any lapses in team cohesion were more than made-up by flashes of individual brilliance. For a team partly decomposing, they showed remarkable composure, and "kept it together" admirably.
For the washed-up travelling coach who took on the plucky plebs of Sheikh'n'Break, it was a reminder of the cruelties of BloodBowl, especially to rookie teams. Thank the prophets there were no permanent injuries at least, the loss can simply be forgotten, and the unnerving effect of the shambling dead may be less disastrous next game as the players build up their stomachs for tournament play.
3 pts to #3 Disco Godfather: this werewolf displayed dogged persistence and a good nose for the game. He is immediately in the running for a Slipper award, with 35 squares of rushing.
2 pts to #6 Jefferson Bolt: He made three hits, and two of them were casualties. The third might've been a KO, I'm too dazed to remember.
1 pt to #1 Cleopatra Jones: The secondary ball-handler of the team, she got hit a little and stayed around to help out the glory-grabbing dog on his day Disco Godfather.”
“An exciting opener for a new team in the Southern Waste League, the Super Soul Connection did their best to smash their way onto the field and into the minds (if not hearts) of the league's coaches.
Blacksploitation mania was running rampant among the stands early in the game and the Connection was aided by some very helpful kickoff rolls and perfect rushing weather for a fast team with natural rhythym. Disco Godfather, out of retirement and veteran of the all-werewolf Harlem Trotterpaws was first on the field at each kick off and ready to show a new generation of gribblies how the game is played. Rumours in The Little Grot suggesting that the Godfather's hip dysplasia is playing up already have been hotly denied by team coach and manager Vigil who insists such ugly rumours are simply part of a smear campaign being enacted in retribution by the Sheikh'n'Break minister for information.
Dysplasia or not, the Godfather can't carry this team all the way to the cup and it'll be up to his team-mates to find their balance in future match-ups. An early contender looks to be Jefferson Bolt - a young wight of some mere four hundred years of age who proved that being dead is no reason to stop bringing the pain to his opposition. We'll watch his career with interest.
While the Sultans of Sheikh'n'Break fought admirably in this, their first public game, a string of misfortunes and missed opportunities by individual players created something of a cake walk for the Connection by the second half. To his credit, coach covertfun remained, as ever, a consummate gentleman, promising silks, dates and black-eyed virgins for all from within the soft and billowy confines of his Pleasure Tent.
** A fun match with a few nailbiting moments - especially in the first half. Pity about the snake eyes aging roll on what otherwise would be a very exciting +AG on my Werewolf. Ah well, it's team character!
Twahnhlow nominations:
3 pts go to Sevket Rordza, the hardest working enforcer on the Sheikh'n'Break line. 11 blocks in one game might not be enough to keep the living dead from living but you can't blame a man for trying. I expect horrible things to come to this blitzer's enemies in the future.
2 pts to Feroz Ediz for succesfully performing as catcher and thrower in a team with neither position filled - not bad for a lineman! A great all-rounder.
1 pt to Youssef Hamzi for pure intimidation and for putting poor Cleopatra Jones in an ugly enough situation to force an early touchdown in the second act. She'll get her own back in the rematch one day! ”
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Well, they travelled all the way from Araby, training hard every time the caravan stopped.
Every meal, through every weather, the drivers and silk merchants would watch with idle interest as these lunatics put helmets over their turbans and practiced tackling, throwing, catching, dodging.
Upon stepping out into the stadium, however, these brave men found themselves weak at the knees, unsteady of balance, and numb-handed as they were utterly overmastered by their opponents. Smashed over at most opportunities, knocked out or Badly Hurt, they began retiring from the pitch in clumps, leaving their dry-mouthed, useless team-mates to face ever more strident opposition.
The Super Soul Connection, on the other hand, combined steadfast blocking with flawless ball-handling. Any lapses in team cohesion were more than made-up by flashes of individual brilliance. For a team partly decomposing, they showed remarkable composure, and "kept it together" admirably.
For the washed-up travelling coach who took on the plucky plebs of Sheikh'n'Break, it was a reminder of the cruelties of BloodBowl, especially to rookie teams. Thank the prophets there were no permanent injuries at least, the loss can simply be forgotten, and the unnerving effect of the shambling dead may be less disastrous next game as the players build up their stomachs for tournament play.
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Twahnlows:
3 pts to #3 Disco Godfather: this werewolf displayed dogged persistence and a good nose for the game. He is immediately in the running for a Slipper award, with 35 squares of rushing.
2 pts to #6 Jefferson Bolt: He made three hits, and two of them were casualties. The third might've been a KO, I'm too dazed to remember.
1 pt to #1 Cleopatra Jones: The secondary ball-handler of the team, she got hit a little and stayed around to help out the glory-grabbing dog on his day Disco Godfather.”