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Well amongst a bunch of prissy panzy-boys a real player finally emerged, only to be cut down in his prime by a lawyer in a business suit waving a contract at him. Alas poor Steve had signed his life away to a broadway director in his youth. "But I was young and needed the gold pieces!" he cried, but the lawyer type would have none of it and threatened "If you do not comply, I have a restraining order right here!" Looking behind him Steve noticed something that looked suspiciously like Morg'nThorg stuffed into a business suit. "Try enefing funny en I'll crump ya" Morg solicited. In a spur of the moment decision that he only regretted for a very short time, Steve attempted flight. Attempting a sharp pirouette and leap to freedom he found that his graceful dancing style had been lost through long sessions with Zangief the troupe trainer (and his mysterious dietary supplements). Twisting his ankle he watched in horror as Morg reacted the only way he knew how... CRUMP!
Rest in Peace Steve 'the mo' Searle