“Rogmesh recapped the game in his head. Coach Daniel and his Beachtown Bananabois had a strong opening drive and jumped ahead 1-0 at the half. Coal Butte needed a response to try and salvage. In response, Coach Cervus dug deep into the Boozer play book and found the perfect play. He went to the side of the pitch and yelled out "One!" Coach Daniel quickly checked his cheat sheet to confirm that play 'One' was what he thought it was. Confirmed. Rogmesh chuckled as he remembered Coach Daniel shouting out the 'Big Ask' as Rogmesh was rushing in for the tying score.
Then the Bananabois lined up for their last-ditch scoring attempt. This was the moment that 18,000 fans had waited for. The winner of the EFL Cup vs the winner of the FA cup and it was all on the line. All eyes including Rogmeshs' turned to Gabriel Luthe as he trotted onto the pitch. There was a gasp from the crowd - No Banana Suit!
Rogmesh could barely believe this. Why no banana suit? Didn't it make flings more aero dynamic? What happened to it? The last halfing seen wearing the suit was Patrick Lear as he had a half for the ages almost single handedly winning the FA Cup. As he scored the last touchdown, he ripped off the suit, waved it in the air and flung it. He then grabbed the FA Cup as fans poured honey meade into it. Holding it with both hands, he took a swig much longer than any halfling would seem capable of doing.
Reporters swarmed Patrick Lear wanting comment. He only said, "I'm going to Disney World. Now that I have that contractual obligation out of the way. I quite!" With that he walked off the pitch, bare chested, as he continued to drink from the FA Cup. Epic badass move!
A wave of sadness hit Rogmesh as he realized that his career was coming to an end. Coach Cervus had told Rogmesh that once your agent is the highest played person on the team, you had to go. That was the rules. Rogmesh was unsure if this was an actual rule or not. Seemed a bit dubious. But GAWD, did Patrick Lear go out like a BOSS! *
But back to Gabriel Luthe and his banana suit free attempt at the last-ditch score, well the banana suit could have helped. This got Rogmesh to thinking. These were two equally matched teams, each looking for an edge and Rogmesh in a post-game hooch induced moment of brilliance had the answer. Coal Butte could make its' own banana suit! There was plenty of scrap lumber and rusted nail lying about. How hard could it be? It would be like cobbling together a coffin and nailing some pointy bits on the ends and slapping some yellow paint on it. And there was plenty of yellow paint around in half empty buckets. OSHA made the goblins use caution paint on all their less than super safe devises. Pretty much everything was painted yellow. There is a saying that if a little bit of yellow goes a long ways, then a lot of yellow goes even farther!
So now Coal Butte could add a second page to their play book; play 'Two'. Step one (OSHA regs), string up yellow caution tape around the outside of the pitch and put up signs every 15 foot - 'Caution, falling coffins!'. Step two, stuff stinky Goblin inside the wooden 'Banana' suit. Step three, Troll don't eat goblin. Step four, win games!
Rogmesh was proud of himself as he stumbled off the top of his favorite coal Butte. He might not be around much longer, but he had come up with a plan to secure the teams' future success. Fool proof!
*Seriously though, has anyone seen the FA Cup? I checked the Beachtown homepage and it's not there. We are nearing the end of the season, and the Cup is nowhere to be found. Did Patrick Lear actually take it home with him?”
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Then the Bananabois lined up for their last-ditch scoring attempt. This was the moment that 18,000 fans had waited for. The winner of the EFL Cup vs the winner of the FA cup and it was all on the line. All eyes including Rogmeshs' turned to Gabriel Luthe as he trotted onto the pitch. There was a gasp from the crowd - No Banana Suit!
Rogmesh could barely believe this. Why no banana suit? Didn't it make flings more aero dynamic? What happened to it? The last halfing seen wearing the suit was Patrick Lear as he had a half for the ages almost single handedly winning the FA Cup. As he scored the last touchdown, he ripped off the suit, waved it in the air and flung it. He then grabbed the FA Cup as fans poured honey meade into it. Holding it with both hands, he took a swig much longer than any halfling would seem capable of doing.
Reporters swarmed Patrick Lear wanting comment. He only said, "I'm going to Disney World. Now that I have that contractual obligation out of the way. I quite!" With that he walked off the pitch, bare chested, as he continued to drink from the FA Cup. Epic badass move!
A wave of sadness hit Rogmesh as he realized that his career was coming to an end. Coach Cervus had told Rogmesh that once your agent is the highest played person on the team, you had to go. That was the rules. Rogmesh was unsure if this was an actual rule or not. Seemed a bit dubious. But GAWD, did Patrick Lear go out like a BOSS! *
But back to Gabriel Luthe and his banana suit free attempt at the last-ditch score, well the banana suit could have helped. This got Rogmesh to thinking. These were two equally matched teams, each looking for an edge and Rogmesh in a post-game hooch induced moment of brilliance had the answer. Coal Butte could make its' own banana suit! There was plenty of scrap lumber and rusted nail lying about. How hard could it be? It would be like cobbling together a coffin and nailing some pointy bits on the ends and slapping some yellow paint on it. And there was plenty of yellow paint around in half empty buckets. OSHA made the goblins use caution paint on all their less than super safe devises. Pretty much everything was painted yellow. There is a saying that if a little bit of yellow goes a long ways, then a lot of yellow goes even farther!
So now Coal Butte could add a second page to their play book; play 'Two'. Step one (OSHA regs), string up yellow caution tape around the outside of the pitch and put up signs every 15 foot - 'Caution, falling coffins!'. Step two, stuff stinky Goblin inside the wooden 'Banana' suit. Step three, Troll don't eat goblin. Step four, win games!
Rogmesh was proud of himself as he stumbled off the top of his favorite coal Butte. He might not be around much longer, but he had come up with a plan to secure the teams' future success. Fool proof!
*Seriously though, has anyone seen the FA Cup? I checked the Beachtown homepage and it's not there. We are nearing the end of the season, and the Cup is nowhere to be found. Did Patrick Lear actually take it home with him?”