“Once again the room was silent save for the soft moans of Tommy.

"Don't worry son, you can move out to the countryside and have a nice farm"

"But I wanted to be an all American"

"Not with that shoulder you won't: enjoy your retirement!"

"This is all your fault Jeb: the idea is you play the game not watch from the sidelines! If that is your attitude I strip you of the captaincy: Woody you will lead the team from now on"

"But coach"

"Quit whining and start playing and I'll think about letting you back, maybe"



The team mourn the loss of Nat Turner, a skilled player who seemed adept at being punched over and over again without suffering too much: I guess his luck just ran out. Replacements have been hired for both lost players but the dugout won't seem the same without them.

I could blame the dice, my distraction (small child) or tiredness (small child related) but I was completely outplayed in this game by a much better coach. I had no real strategy and it showed. Back to the drawing board!

Go Titans!
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