“Another loss for the buns!

This is looking grim indeed. I need to take a serious look at my tactics. Obviously, I can't trust dodge and stunty to keep my flings from harm. I need more smack to back them up!

Barky overslept and missed the first half, hence the staggering Cas numbers. He didn't do much good the next half though, as he either 1. got knocked down by the ogre Tank, 2. Got knocked down trying to knock down the ogre Tank, or 3. layed knocked down on the ground.

The once so agile halflings must have stuffed themselves with extra rations pre-match; I failed critical dodge rolls all the time, leaving a lot of them standing in tacklezones (=OUCH!).

The one thing that did go my way during the whole match was the kick-off rolls. My fans invaded the pitch in rage over the missing treeman and left most of my opponents players laying stunned. They sporadically kept on hurling frozen buns at individual Hoomans. Also, my flings quick snapped once, that way leaving tacklezones at the LoS without risking to fall over (too bad I blew it all when I mistakenly blocked with a fling that was supposed to make a blitz and get the ball to safety).

Overall, my luck was rather low, and my tactical sensce was out of focus. It could have looked different, had I not done simple misstakes as to do things in the right order of priority etc.

To prove the point, some of my fans left for a more bashy team.

Figo was promoted to personal trainer for the second treeman to join the team - Woody Firmbranch! *cheers and applauds*

Also, Timmy Hagglefoot joined as a replacement for Huggin Hearthfond, (may he rest in peace, and find eat custardpie in the Heaven of Flings).”