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Match Result · League division
· Tournament game
Match recorded on 2012-01-24 17:51:43
40k
0/0/0
Player Performances
td
comp
cas
int
mvp
spp
turns
pass
rush
block
foul
TOTALS
1
-
-
-
1
8
173
-
28
36
5
Player Performances
td
comp
cas
int
mvp
spp
turns
pass
rush
block
foul
TOTALS
3
1
1
-
1
17
146
-1
42
32
2
“The Pro Wrestlers got their first game underway with a great win over their natural enemies the Dwarves.
The Pro Wrestlers, won the toss and elected to kick first. The Dwarves shielded the ball but it was just deep enough in their half for the Elf team to pressure the ball. The coach shouted them forward, commanding them to go gung-ho from the moment the whistle was blown. This was a risky play but fortuantely for the Elf team it worked and the Dwarves had no where to run and not enough bodies close by to punch them self free. Leaving them only one option - try and dodge away and run to safety. True to type the Dwarf triped over his own feet spilling the ball right next to the Elf Catcher who duly picked the ball up and ran it in for a touchdown.
The Elves kicked again this time the Dwarves managed to protect tehir ball carrier in a typical 5 man cage. The Elf coach was confident he could stop them scoring before the end of the half, but one of his Linemen had other ideas, he tried tackling a Dwarf player but he was having none of it and threw the elf to the ground leaving space for the Dwarves to run into. The Dwarves had an easy score now, and decided to take their chance quickly instead of stalling it out.
With 2 turns left in the half. The Elves took the chance to go ahead 2-1 with a fairly typical two turn touchdown.
After that the game was as good as over, and the Elf team just waited till there was a whole in the dwarf defence they could run through, 3 turns in an opportunity arose and the elves flooded through the Dwarf defence to go 3-1 ahead.
The dwarves now demoralised had only a few turns left to score, but with some terrible Blocking presumably as a result of their low moral, they kept giving up yards to the elves and couldn't get one back before the game.
It was a great game, there were lots of fouls, lots of touchdowns and Dwarf got Badly Hurt, what more could you want from a Monday night game of BB.”
The Pro Wrestlers, won the toss and elected to kick first. The Dwarves shielded the ball but it was just deep enough in their half for the Elf team to pressure the ball. The coach shouted them forward, commanding them to go gung-ho from the moment the whistle was blown. This was a risky play but fortuantely for the Elf team it worked and the Dwarves had no where to run and not enough bodies close by to punch them self free. Leaving them only one option - try and dodge away and run to safety. True to type the Dwarf triped over his own feet spilling the ball right next to the Elf Catcher who duly picked the ball up and ran it in for a touchdown.
The Elves kicked again this time the Dwarves managed to protect tehir ball carrier in a typical 5 man cage. The Elf coach was confident he could stop them scoring before the end of the half, but one of his Linemen had other ideas, he tried tackling a Dwarf player but he was having none of it and threw the elf to the ground leaving space for the Dwarves to run into. The Dwarves had an easy score now, and decided to take their chance quickly instead of stalling it out.
With 2 turns left in the half. The Elves took the chance to go ahead 2-1 with a fairly typical two turn touchdown.
After that the game was as good as over, and the Elf team just waited till there was a whole in the dwarf defence they could run through, 3 turns in an opportunity arose and the elves flooded through the Dwarf defence to go 3-1 ahead.
The dwarves now demoralised had only a few turns left to score, but with some terrible Blocking presumably as a result of their low moral, they kept giving up yards to the elves and couldn't get one back before the game.
It was a great game, there were lots of fouls, lots of touchdowns and Dwarf got Badly Hurt, what more could you want from a Monday night game of BB.”
"I thought I told ya t' mark him!" the dwarven leader bellows out to Thruz, his battlefield voice easily carrying over the din of the pitch.
"B-b-but I di' boss, da' bastige just d-d-danced away..." Thruz stammers out, his matted beard doing nothing to aid his garble speech. He points a meaty finger out at the husky slayer beside him, "He g-g-got by c-c-Craz-nak too!"
Craznak glares at Thruz, rubbing his smooth chin the way he always does when his rage is rising. Roze-El sees the situation deteriorating quickly and steps in.
"I be wantin' no excuses!" His black eyes sweep the pitch, piercing each dwarf in turn, " from none of ya! Ya played like a bunch a beardless boys! Missed blocks, blunt boots, trippin ovah ya own damn feet! Blasted beardless boys! We best be gettin our game togedda' or we might as well be headin' back t' da Undermountain, our heads hung in shame. Ya don't want dat do ya?"
The collective lot of dusty dwarves shake their shaggy heads, eyes downcast in shame. "No, I didn't figgure... now lets go get a grog and get ready for da next match! Move out!"”