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Beeg Trouble
#11
Ogre
MA
5
ST
6
AG
2
AV
9
R
21
B
92
P
0
F
0
G
12
Cp
0
In
0
Cs
8
Td
0
Mvp
1
GPP
21
XPP
0
SPP
21
Injuries
Skills
Bone Head
Mighty Blow
Thick Skull
Throw Team Mate
+ST
Break Tackle
<B><u>Injuries</b></u>
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<b>BH</b> - <a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Peetus/dethrower1b.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"></a><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Peetus/cbeastman1b.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"></a>
<B>SI </b>- <a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Peetus/troll1b.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"></a>
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<b>RIP</b> -
<BR><b>Game 1</b> - Trouble was amazed...All this carnage, and yet he couldn't get in trouble for any of it. He felt his heart pounding, <b>"Me Smash Elves, You No Live Long"</b> he taunted as he crashed into the elf line of scimmage where two of them collapsed under his bulk, ceasing to move. The whistle blew. In the momentary pause whilst the medics and apothecaries removed the casualties from the field, Trouble took a while to admire himself. He could feel his muscles bulging, his career just beginning. The wind blew softly against his face and body. From the mellowed silence that the stoppage brang, the crowd began to chant. <b>"TROUBLE. TROUBLE. TROUBLE" </b>they bellowed over one another. This would be a long summer he thought to himself, as the whistle blew again...
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<b>BH</b> - <a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Peetus/dethrower1b.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"></a><a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Peetus/cbeastman1b.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"></a>
<B>SI </b>- <a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v652/Peetus/troll1b.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting"></a>
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<b>RIP</b> -
<BR><b>Game 1</b> - Trouble was amazed...All this carnage, and yet he couldn't get in trouble for any of it. He felt his heart pounding, <b>"Me Smash Elves, You No Live Long"</b> he taunted as he crashed into the elf line of scimmage where two of them collapsed under his bulk, ceasing to move. The whistle blew. In the momentary pause whilst the medics and apothecaries removed the casualties from the field, Trouble took a while to admire himself. He could feel his muscles bulging, his career just beginning. The wind blew softly against his face and body. From the mellowed silence that the stoppage brang, the crowd began to chant. <b>"TROUBLE. TROUBLE. TROUBLE" </b>they bellowed over one another. This would be a long summer he thought to himself, as the whistle blew again...
Match performances
Date
Opponent
Comp
TD
Int
Cas
Mvp
Spp
2007-01-30
-
-
-
2
1
9
2007-01-30
-
-
-
1
-
2
2007-01-30
-
-
-
1
-
2
2007-01-30
-
-
-
1
-
2
2007-01-30
-
-
-
1
-
2
2007-01-31
-
-
-
1
-
2
2007-01-31
-
-
-
1
-
2