“Allow me to regail you of the tale of playing the great MattDakka. Through no thought or conscious decision of my own, his grace allowed me the privilage of stopping his score on the offense. When I asked his emminence for direction in my bloodbowl ways, he responded by rightfully pointing out that I rolled higher than average on pows and that my rush spam was flawless (failing only 4 out of 13 rushes). He reminded me (as his perfection should) that if he only ever loses due to really terrible dice or misclicks:

<MattDakka> basically, if I don't misclick
<MattDakka> and I don't score it's almost surely due to dice

I humbly picked up the ball on my offense and proceeded to fail three rushes in a single turn. I then failed another to seal him picking up the ball and scoring. I had a chance at a blitz and double skulled before I could set it up. I failed as I should, for his almighty and divine bloodbowl presence almost surely must win against a peasant such as myself. He then reminded me that I had too many rerolls, for surely having an extra skeleton instead may have allowed me to - oh where are my manners - it would not have made a difference except that the team would have been looked on more favorably by his Magnificence.

I am humbled to be in his greatness, his visage of bloodbowl royalty, for which I will tattoo on every part of my body to signify my unworthiness to be in his wake.

Please your emminence, leave a postal address so that I may mail offerings to your Godliness. ”