“This game will haunt me until the end of my playing days. After that, assuming I'm still alive, this will still haunt me in my sleep.

Circumstances put Somer in an unwinnable position (or so I thought!) as the second half started. AG5 strip dancer killed T1 by boot. Woodies leaving the field in droves. BMD! with the ball and scores even.

"Bollocks to this!" thought Somer. Using what I believe to be an illegal application of Chaos Theory and Quantum Mechanics, dodgy McDodgeDodge, pow, sidelines, 2-1 PVC. Whaaaaaaaaaaa? :p

Well, this made my decision to take the 'easy' 2-1 or skill some rookies, now I needed 2 more TDs in 4 turns.

Receiving the kick, Blitz! allows PVC's catcher to invde and claim the ball. As PVC had I think 5 or 6 elves t this point, I was luckily able to hit the ctahcer, recover the ball and score with a rookie lino the next turn. 2-2.

A kick to the centre of the field (thanks for killing my kicker rizzle!) sees the ball land in the PVC endzone... nice! Some swarming, some pows and a lucky scatter sees BMD starting T16 with the ball, with most of the team huddled up near PVC endzone.

After surfing the ST4 SSer (\o/) I proceed to supersnake the handoff for the winning TD. Scatter is awful, somer rolls a few times using what I now believe to be a D200, makes a field length play, cathign in 3TZs and crossing FTW.

I'd say this was one to forget, but I don't think i ever will! Playing Somer was fun as ever though, and my hatred for Woodies has reached hitherto-untold heights.

An uphill struggle looms for BMD!, and their head coach won't be happy with mere survival again. The fans are also growing restless waiting for some Prem trophy action. Despite the setback, team captin Jaws has vowed to "tear the title from Ray Charles' cold dead claws"

Watch this space, and see you next time for a showdown against Phil's Clan Mac Feegle!”