“Kondor crossed the pitch and shook hands with Coach Turbosloth. He had played an excellent match and was deserving of a win.

Nuffle robbed him of a first half touchdown when his bull had an unimpeded path to the endzone. all he had to do is pick up the ball, and with a reroll in hand, there was a 75% chance of that working out. But it was not to be. The oracle had forseen it, and he dropped the ball to the turf.

Still, by mid second half, there wee many 8-balls in the injury box, and again the pressure was on the wrong half of the field. Still, all was not lost. Oracle Bones went on a rampage sidelining one minotaur, and snipping the fate strings of a hobgoblin leaving it in a heap on the ground.

Akashawani managed to pick up the ball and throw it close to Zoltar where the slow footed dwarfs could not move back quickly enough to recover.

A draw snatched from the jaws of defeat.

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Great game Turbosloth. I look forward to a rematch.”