“Going into this match the dwarfs were feeling a bit nervous. Their opponents where far more experienced, there was talk about something called a clawpomber and the dwarfs had never really been that comfortable in the presence of the clergy.
- At least we will be able to hire some extra knuckles and maybe get us some bloodweiser's for good measure. Rogni Stalhand said. I could use a tankard right now come to think of it lads. The other dwarfs just mumbled, spirits where low.
Spirits became even lower once on the field. The team noticed no extra players, no babes with beers and the coach was nowhere to be seen! What could have happened to him? Their hearts sank as they realized he might have run off with the inducements and left them to be slaughtered.
- What are we going to do? The teams newest runner, Asgard Ungskaeggi said nervously. We dont have a chance without coach! Who's going to tell us wich plays to make and hey! I was really looking forward to that beer!
- We will do what we always do, answered Thurgrom Kortskaeggi. Bash 'em into the ground so hard they dont want to come up again. You younglings just hold onto the ball and we will take care of the rest. Stick to what we do best and we just might get through this alive.
Faces were grim when the team took their positions on the field. The ref flipped a coin with the dwarfs getting to recieve and the game was on!
And what a game it was! The team did more than just survive. They managed to get several opposing players of the field and score a TD! Thurgrom Kortskaeggi saw a chance and made a run for it. He nearly did not make it but was saved by Skaggi Skaggison pushing an opposing player of the field.
- You run now little elf, Skaggi laughed with a twinkle in his eyes. And run he did, he ran like no dwarf had run before and actually managed to score! The crowd went wild and the dwarfs spirits lifted if only a little.
The team had gotten hammered though. 3 players were still groaning in the dugouts when second half begun and the team was vastly outnumbered. Early on in the second half the opposing team managed to get more players off the field and did a touchdown evening the score. It was now the dwarfes turn to once more recieve the kickoff.
Incredibly enough Grimnir, who was stationed at the Line of Scrimmage got the ball kicked right into his hands. "Slightly" suprised Grimnir found himself quickly and roared while backing up:
- This is it boys. We play for a draw so dont let them preacherboys anywhere near me! This ball aint leaving my hands as long as I am still standing!
A mighty roar of approval soared through the team and a makeshift cage was formed by the remaining teammembers. All were quickly surrounded and hits where both given and recieved for a long time. Suddenly Grimnir got a punch square in the face that dropped both him and the ball into the hands of an if possible even more suprised Kazi Knytnaeve.
Kazi was not at all used to having a ball in his hands and quickly went down dropping it into Thurgrom Kortskaeggi's hands, the same dwarf runner who earlier made a run(!) for the endzone and managed a touchdown.
Thurgrom felt the weight of his ancestors on his back. None of them had ever played for a draw. It was of course the right thing to do, they were outnumbered and to go for something like a touchdown now would be suicide and might even result in a loss! But by hi's beard! He was a Kortskaeggi, Kortskaeggi's do not go for second best. They go all in wichever way they have to do it! If it meant doing like an elf again that was what he was going to do.
- Get my beard out of here he yelled to the others and yanked himself free from an ironclad fist and started to run, almost falling over while pushing himself to the limit.
Incredibly enough he made the second touchdown and the game ended with a win. Later on they found their coach drunk in a bar with no money and no recollection of any game being played today! Since they had won and noone had died a sound beating by the team was decided to be lesson enough and he was allowed to stay on as coach.
(This game was very very fun to play So I had to do a little writeup!)”
- At least we will be able to hire some extra knuckles and maybe get us some bloodweiser's for good measure. Rogni Stalhand said. I could use a tankard right now come to think of it lads. The other dwarfs just mumbled, spirits where low.
Spirits became even lower once on the field. The team noticed no extra players, no babes with beers and the coach was nowhere to be seen! What could have happened to him? Their hearts sank as they realized he might have run off with the inducements and left them to be slaughtered.
- What are we going to do? The teams newest runner, Asgard Ungskaeggi said nervously. We dont have a chance without coach! Who's going to tell us wich plays to make and hey! I was really looking forward to that beer!
- We will do what we always do, answered Thurgrom Kortskaeggi. Bash 'em into the ground so hard they dont want to come up again. You younglings just hold onto the ball and we will take care of the rest. Stick to what we do best and we just might get through this alive.
Faces were grim when the team took their positions on the field. The ref flipped a coin with the dwarfs getting to recieve and the game was on!
And what a game it was! The team did more than just survive. They managed to get several opposing players of the field and score a TD! Thurgrom Kortskaeggi saw a chance and made a run for it. He nearly did not make it but was saved by Skaggi Skaggison pushing an opposing player of the field.
- You run now little elf, Skaggi laughed with a twinkle in his eyes. And run he did, he ran like no dwarf had run before and actually managed to score! The crowd went wild and the dwarfs spirits lifted if only a little.
The team had gotten hammered though. 3 players were still groaning in the dugouts when second half begun and the team was vastly outnumbered. Early on in the second half the opposing team managed to get more players off the field and did a touchdown evening the score. It was now the dwarfes turn to once more recieve the kickoff.
Incredibly enough Grimnir, who was stationed at the Line of Scrimmage got the ball kicked right into his hands. "Slightly" suprised Grimnir found himself quickly and roared while backing up:
- This is it boys. We play for a draw so dont let them preacherboys anywhere near me! This ball aint leaving my hands as long as I am still standing!
A mighty roar of approval soared through the team and a makeshift cage was formed by the remaining teammembers. All were quickly surrounded and hits where both given and recieved for a long time. Suddenly Grimnir got a punch square in the face that dropped both him and the ball into the hands of an if possible even more suprised Kazi Knytnaeve.
Kazi was not at all used to having a ball in his hands and quickly went down dropping it into Thurgrom Kortskaeggi's hands, the same dwarf runner who earlier made a run(!) for the endzone and managed a touchdown.
Thurgrom felt the weight of his ancestors on his back. None of them had ever played for a draw. It was of course the right thing to do, they were outnumbered and to go for something like a touchdown now would be suicide and might even result in a loss! But by hi's beard! He was a Kortskaeggi, Kortskaeggi's do not go for second best. They go all in wichever way they have to do it! If it meant doing like an elf again that was what he was going to do.
- Get my beard out of here he yelled to the others and yanked himself free from an ironclad fist and started to run, almost falling over while pushing himself to the limit.
Incredibly enough he made the second touchdown and the game ended with a win. Later on they found their coach drunk in a bar with no money and no recollection of any game being played today! Since they had won and noone had died a sound beating by the team was decided to be lesson enough and he was allowed to stay on as coach.
(This game was very very fun to play So I had to do a little writeup!)”