This guy won't shut up about how lucky he is. In fact he talks so much rubbish, nobody actually knows his real name as nobody can get a word in edge ways. So we just call him Lucky and he doesn't seem to object - assuming he actually ever listens. In fairness, he often is pretty fortunate as his skills and fragility make him a regular target of blitzes and fouls, but he always seems to escape unscathed.
As a player he is an oddity. He is slicker than typical blitzers and is as unflappable as he is noisy, making him an incredibly useful ball player. With his ability to side step opponents he can operate expertly on the flanks, as well as bring down dodgy opponents. He lost some speed and wears less armour as his talents have become more specialist.
Lucky can often get kept behind for several hours after matches, talking to those few journalists daft enough to go to 'Saws games. As his career has progressed, fewer and fewer turn up to the post-game press conference because Lucky just won't shut up. That suits Coach Chainsaw who likes to push Lucky their way so he can nip out to the bookies and pay his debts in peace.
His bizarre talents often draw mockery, but they are proving to be a useful addition to the 'Saws on-field displays more often than not, and Lucky sometimes is a
match saver when the odds are stacked against us.
He killed this
extra strong beastman.