“Wow... that was something!

The Poets opted to receive first. Missing 5 players, including team captain Robert Frost, they looked to Walt Whitman's boot to help even the odds against an Underworld team with a deep bench. And boy did he ever come through! First foul gave the troll a niggling injury and second KOed a skaven lineman. The Poets managed to comfortably march down the field and score on T8. However, the fans were upset (either by the ref being completely absent, or by the fact that there weren't enough fouls, it's hard to say!) and rioted, giving Grandfather This!!! a chance to run around the defense, cage up, and score.

1-1 going into the second half, both teams at 11 players. After some muddling around on the LOS, a failed block gave Rita Dove a chance on the ball carrier, but it was just a pushback. The Underworld escaped, masterfully dodging everywhere and caging up near the sideline. However, as they threw a 2 die blitz to knock Walt out of bounds, the block came up skulls, leaving the ball carrier naked. Rita made up for the earlier missed blitz and the ball ended up right next to Robinson Jeffers, who scooped it up and scampered back toward their goal line. The rats tried to dodge free for a blitz, but failed, and the Poets managed to push most of their team out of bounds, sealing the win.

I noted in chat that this was one of those matches where a win turned into a loss based on a single bad block. Always a rough way to lose, but there is some comfort in the fact that it was the right play. We look forward to our next battle, Java!”