“I must admit I was a little worried at the start of the game.

I had no armour piercing players, and I could not use the DP's because it was a friendly game... Then, those little furry boys, with block all the way, could put me into serious trouble on their classic 1d blocks. And I had the added pressure of skilling my new Wight, since the old one got killed in the last friendly ( \o/ ).

With such things in mind, I placed my players on the pitch, and crossed fingers. I had to leave a zombie in the bench, suffering Morleys (???), while the dwarves had smelling salts, handicap I knew they were not going to use a lot, with all that armour and stuff.

Dwarves placed their defence line and kicked the ball. Then, they ran downfield, blitzing at the receivers. Not a serious issue, since dwarves couldnt reach anywhere near the ball. The dwarves decided to win the game by smacking down opponents...And so they did! With some nice put blocks, dwarves sent to the BH box a Flesh Golem and a Zombie, being scorted to that place by a pair of KO'ed zombies...

Gorram!

I was in trouble... Nuffle can be a biax sometimes!

When I was about to loose my faith, and raise my fist to the sky to damn his name, he smiled at me. Some nice dodges and blocks, gave me a clean way to the dwarven endzone. Dwarves had 3 turns to score, but since they had burnt their rerolls, they couldnt do it much better.

The restart drove my Morleys (???) Zombie to the pitch, right back to do some LoS Duty! It was time to attack, and skill my Wight, and so I did.

Nuffle smiled at me with those nice ballhanding moves. And the only dwarf I sent to the KO box in the whole game, decided to take a little nap, with the subsequent tantrum of his coach.

The game was over, and the players went back home, to think in the forecoming season...


Good luck this season Troll. Big hugs!”