In Sotec's Praise walked the ball over the line as a pitch invasion left just four opposition players standing and the rest of the team literally stunned. With the entire line of scrimmage and half the backfield unconscious Sotec's were able to stroll the length of the pitch, delayed only by fits of hysterical laughter as they watched opposition players trip over their own feet and witnessed Genus' Kroxigor tackle himself to the ground.
"The krox had been knocked unconscious during the pitch invasion. He slowly gets to his feet, tries to blitz and just crashes to the ground again. The whole stadium fell about in hysterics - my gran could play better than that and she's been dead ten years!" gasped one fan through fits of laughter.
The rest of the first half was wasted as Genus spent four turns fumbbling around in the dirt trying to pick the ball up.
Things were just as farcical in the second half. Genus, despairing of ever picking the ball up, resorted to picking up Sotec's skinks and hurling them at the ball hoping to push it nearer the oppositions endzone. A freak bounce got the ball stuck on the Krox's teeth and lumps of raw thrown into the endzone tempted him into crossing the line and clinched the draw.”
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Battling fans invade pitch, wipe out own team
In Sotec's Praise walked the ball over the line as a pitch invasion left just four opposition players standing and the rest of the team literally stunned. With the entire line of scrimmage and half the backfield unconscious Sotec's were able to stroll the length of the pitch, delayed only by fits of hysterical laughter as they watched opposition players trip over their own feet and witnessed Genus' Kroxigor tackle himself to the ground.
"The krox had been knocked unconscious during the pitch invasion. He slowly gets to his feet, tries to blitz and just crashes to the ground again. The whole stadium fell about in hysterics - my gran could play better than that and she's been dead ten years!" gasped one fan through fits of laughter.
The rest of the first half was wasted as Genus spent four turns fumbbling around in the dirt trying to pick the ball up.
Things were just as farcical in the second half. Genus, despairing of ever picking the ball up, resorted to picking up Sotec's skinks and hurling them at the ball hoping to push it nearer the oppositions endzone. A freak bounce got the ball stuck on the Krox's teeth and lumps of raw thrown into the endzone tempted him into crossing the line and clinched the draw.”