“Kondor strode on to the pitch and shook hands with the Fool who Laughs at Death. "Thanks for taking up the challenge," he said. "I've admired your game."
Fool shook his head and glanced at his bench where both mummies were being treated by the necromancer. "The Paparazzi did ok on the field, but those cameras in the stands were what killed us."
As they parted, Kondor waved at Isis in the stands. He knew that her rushing the field and cripling the mummy before the opening kick off had gone a long ways towards swinging this game.
Finally, the coach walked to the to the Fool's bench where he found his former blitzer, Hollywood Hunter. Hollywood had his neck broken by Anubis, and now he found himself waking to undeath. Hollywood patted the new zombie on the shoulder. "You are now the team reporter for Thanatolgy. Play well, and live long my friend."
Hollywood's head fell forward with his still broken neck, and Kondor knew he would be just fine.
Walking off the field, the coach began to contemplate what team he would challenge next.”
Fool shook his head and glanced at his bench where both mummies were being treated by the necromancer. "The Paparazzi did ok on the field, but those cameras in the stands were what killed us."
As they parted, Kondor waved at Isis in the stands. He knew that her rushing the field and cripling the mummy before the opening kick off had gone a long ways towards swinging this game.
Finally, the coach walked to the to the Fool's bench where he found his former blitzer, Hollywood Hunter. Hollywood had his neck broken by Anubis, and now he found himself waking to undeath. Hollywood patted the new zombie on the shoulder. "You are now the team reporter for Thanatolgy. Play well, and live long my friend."
Hollywood's head fell forward with his still broken neck, and Kondor knew he would be just fine.
Walking off the field, the coach began to contemplate what team he would challenge next.”