There’s no shame in losing to the better team, there’s no shame in losing to a better coach, but while few can doubt the talent that make up the B’Orcalona Roster that sees them as one of the current favourites of Season 6, even fewer can attest to the sharp mind that coaches them, a mind that would have you believe that the household name of Sociedead is spelt Sociadead or that Houston is spelt Huston or even that he thought a crippled Line Orc could make a score in the first half as opposed to handing it off to a speedier Orc.
Oh the shame!
Real arrived at B’ORCa with high hopes of making another important tie, some of those mummyroids had been handed out to Boukary Drame prior to the game as he was designated as the ball carrier.
The plan was simple, use the Mummies to steam roller to the end zone whilst the Zombies occupied key Orc positionals… and it would have worked were it not for those blasted kids! … … that err, had swapped our armour with some cheap Bacofoil.
The drive started off poorly with Chris’ boot not connecting well at all with a BOB. Then the eager Orcs let rip with a peculiar fireball, it seemed they suffered from premature conflagration. Nonetheless it was devastating as it niggled Necati Ates into certain retirement. From there on things got worse as zombies left the field in droves, Chris Glutton even dying before thankfully regenerating.
Drame made a break for it when a small window of opportunity opened up as the blood crazed Orcs congregated for a gang foul moments earlier. But his plan was cut short by equally strong Lionel Messi, who took two swings to fell the Wight.
Things looked bleak, and it was only down to dumb luck, no wait, I mean dumb play that the Orcs gave the ball to the slowest player on their team who after realising his crippled legs couldn’t carry him far enough collapsed to the ground.
0 – 0 at half time, but at least the salts Real packed ensured they had eleven men for the second half.
The Orcs however picked up right from where they left off and began shifting the Undead with block and boot. Real tried to counter without success, even trying to build their way up to hurting Orcs by tacking little Goblins, but alas even the Goblin just picked himself up off the ground laughing. After 4 successive fouls from B’Orca and still no sign of the referee sending their players off John Scales and the other remaining four players decided that retaliation was now the best coarse and a boot to a Black Orc seriously injured him. The B’ORCa coach howled, stating Real were making it easy on their next opponents… John failed to see his point and Booted Messi next, killing him… but unfortunately his efforts were thwarted by the Apothecary.
B’ORCa scored in the end with only 3 Undead players remaining… a sight that has thus far been all too familiar this season after the same thing happened against Mummywell.
0 – 1
Real now face their third and final trial of endurance at Sartosa Pirates BBC before they begin their road to embarrassment against the agile teams.
Oh noes.
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For his several silly moves in the game, Russo has certainly improved, I was disappointed he spotted a chain push I had lined up that would have surfed one of his Black Orcs, but ultimately he played it very safe and was allowed to do so due to my crummy zombies… they usually fair so much better.
Russo has a great shot at taking the title now with 6 pts in 2 games and his next game v Azure should be great to watch.
As usual, we will take note of the numerous boots and return in kind when we meet again. :)
Playing up 30+TS or so in all our games this season is hurting early… we need a break in the Championship I think. :(
“Finally Coach Russo manages to outwit Coach Red taking the head to head between the two bitter old coaches of Spanish football to 3-2-13 in favour of Red.....
In the first derby game between these two....errr one Spanish Giant and a Spanish makeweight, The giants won what started out a close game, but towards the end became a procession round the pitch for the one and only score of the game.
Sociadead started by purchasing some Illegal Drugs, some Smelling Salts, and then instigating a rivalry between two of B'Orca's stars. Deco and Thuram were starting to cause Coach Russo a headache, when the physio came running up to announce that Deco's long standing niggling injury had flared up again. So instead of a selection headache for Coach Russo it was a twisted scrotum for Deco...yipeee.
Sociadead started and with their two Mummies demonstrating their huge strength on one flank of the pitch, and the ball runner angling towards them for ultimate succour, B'Orca sprang their Wizard and his post-curry (squig & fungi) fireballs early in the hope of downing the two Mummies and some supporting players. A zombie and a Mummy went down another Mummy miraculously survived, but better still a tricksy Ghoul was Niggled by the blast.
Sadly the Orcs were not able to send teh prone Mummy to hell with a nice boot sandwich as there was no player of sufficient insignificance to make the foul :D
The Undead tried to force their way through that flank, as they were now committed to it, but the strong B'Orca defense was holding firm and wrapping round them now. (11 Orcs to 7 Undead by this stage)
A surge through by drugs cheat Boukary Drame, saw Sociadead threaten to score, fortunately the fantastic Messi surged through and showed Drame that real strength always beats drugs, and flattened Drame on a 1db. Sociadead failed to recover the ball and Borca newish guy Pedro Rodriguez managed to get the ball to the LOS for Yaya Toure to take it and sprint for the TD line. Sadly nobody realised how slow Yaya was, and e was short of the TD line at half time, even stumbling in his shame. 0-0
Second half saw the Orcs recieving the ball and giving the pasty out!! Sociadead were quickly driven onto the backfoot, by a B'Orca drive down the Undead left. Yaya Toure did make another sloooow feint on the right, but this was wisely ignored by Coach Red. Instead the cowardly Sociadead coach chose to chase the goblin, Cesc Fabregas, but failed even to stun the tiny Spanish International.
Each turn Pedro Rodriguez carried the ball closer to the TD line and watched his comrades batter the Sociadead team. Eventually when there were only three Undead players left, Pedro crossed the line with a single step and scored the decisive TD. 1-0
B'Orca have now played two consecutive derbies v other Spanish clubs and now face a cross Atlantic trip to visit the Huston Rats whom they last faced, and beat in the Cup earlier this year. The Rats have recovered from that somewhat bloody affair and will be keen to dance around the Orcs and hope that the Orcs fail all their armour-break rolls :P
G luck sera, I hate dorfs and I feel your pain next game man”
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There’s no shame in losing to the better team, there’s no shame in losing to a better coach, but while few can doubt the talent that make up the B’Orcalona Roster that sees them as one of the current favourites of Season 6, even fewer can attest to the sharp mind that coaches them, a mind that would have you believe that the household name of Sociedead is spelt Sociadead or that Houston is spelt Huston or even that he thought a crippled Line Orc could make a score in the first half as opposed to handing it off to a speedier Orc.
Oh the shame!
Real arrived at B’ORCa with high hopes of making another important tie, some of those mummyroids had been handed out to Boukary Drame prior to the game as he was designated as the ball carrier.
The plan was simple, use the Mummies to steam roller to the end zone whilst the Zombies occupied key Orc positionals… and it would have worked were it not for those blasted kids! … … that err, had swapped our armour with some cheap Bacofoil.
The drive started off poorly with Chris’ boot not connecting well at all with a BOB. Then the eager Orcs let rip with a peculiar fireball, it seemed they suffered from premature conflagration. Nonetheless it was devastating as it niggled Necati Ates into certain retirement. From there on things got worse as zombies left the field in droves, Chris Glutton even dying before thankfully regenerating.
Drame made a break for it when a small window of opportunity opened up as the blood crazed Orcs congregated for a gang foul moments earlier. But his plan was cut short by equally strong Lionel Messi, who took two swings to fell the Wight.
Things looked bleak, and it was only down to dumb luck, no wait, I mean dumb play that the Orcs gave the ball to the slowest player on their team who after realising his crippled legs couldn’t carry him far enough collapsed to the ground.
0 – 0 at half time, but at least the salts Real packed ensured they had eleven men for the second half.
The Orcs however picked up right from where they left off and began shifting the Undead with block and boot. Real tried to counter without success, even trying to build their way up to hurting Orcs by tacking little Goblins, but alas even the Goblin just picked himself up off the ground laughing. After 4 successive fouls from B’Orca and still no sign of the referee sending their players off John Scales and the other remaining four players decided that retaliation was now the best coarse and a boot to a Black Orc seriously injured him. The B’ORCa coach howled, stating Real were making it easy on their next opponents… John failed to see his point and Booted Messi next, killing him… but unfortunately his efforts were thwarted by the Apothecary.
B’ORCa scored in the end with only 3 Undead players remaining… a sight that has thus far been all too familiar this season after the same thing happened against Mummywell.
0 – 1
Real now face their third and final trial of endurance at Sartosa Pirates BBC before they begin their road to embarrassment against the agile teams.
Oh noes.
===
For his several silly moves in the game, Russo has certainly improved, I was disappointed he spotted a chain push I had lined up that would have surfed one of his Black Orcs, but ultimately he played it very safe and was allowed to do so due to my crummy zombies… they usually fair so much better.
Russo has a great shot at taking the title now with 6 pts in 2 games and his next game v Azure should be great to watch.
As usual, we will take note of the numerous boots and return in kind when we meet again. :)
Playing up 30+TS or so in all our games this season is hurting early… we need a break in the Championship I think. :(
GG Russo!
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