The Emperor's Third Hat -- BLOOD BOWL Tournament

[Dan22Daly]

Death awaits all who play

[Dave Pumphouse]

The first match in the tournament saw The Bricklayers vs Teamos in a game of pile on!

The coin toss saw Teamos electing to kick. Teamos going for a solid formation of a winged 4-4-3 that interestingly focused more on the flanks, leaving a rather exposed centre. This causing the bricklayers to formulate their own formation with a heavy scrimmage line that saw an over match of 7 to 4. Someone wasn’t happy though as a rock was hurled from the second row before the ball had touched the ground from the kick that swerved to the left!

The opening shoves were pretty heavy upon the elves leaving 2 of their players in the front row on the ground and the crowd itching for more! They weren’t too disappointed as Grantigor the beastman ran through the middle for a perfectly timed shunt of the horns against the elves thrower Saelron Bartaheil that was swiftly brushed away!

A strong run from Uler Snout accompanied by some big pushes on the chaos’ right saw him gain ground quickly as the elves scrambled for a more solid defensive position. The elves weren’t disappointed with this tactic as it saw point-fagers, one of the beastmen manning the push pick up an injury from a flying fist in the melee. But alas the push went on, leaving poor Rission Elerdel punched off the field! In the fever pitch of the run Rhassceon Undoss manged to stick out an arm and bring Ulner Snout to the ground… the ball was out and fans were left on the edge of their seats to see who would recover it! Fans of the bricklayers weren’t disappointed as Kardos Fangepile in the scramble was able to secure his armour just enough that his shin guard didn’t get in the way of his gauntlet to pick up the ball!

Elves were hot on it though as the ball was taken back to the midfield as the bricklayers swung out left with the run, waving fists as they went! Turn 7, Touchdown Kardos Fangepile! Leaving everyone in the stands wondering if this chaos knight could be one to watch for running stats for the rest of the league…

After the kick Ulner Snout picked up an injury but the apothecary reported after the match and assured fans it was just a flesh wound and this old goat would be back next game for certain. About the same time maghg paw suffered a KO from the rookie lineman Melfirien Aladane… with 2 of the beastmen out and a receiver in the backfield things looked promising for the elves before half time, could they pull one back before the whistle?

It wasn’t to be as the receiver was quickly surrounded and brought to the ground as the elves passed the ball between themselves for 30 seconds of fun before the whistle went and the water boys were deployed.

HALF TIME

Alyan Nertaith received the ball as the elves chose to fan out up front heir formation looking like a wonky arrow tip in effort to gain breathing space for the run. A shuffle pass later and Siyangion Tathron taking the ball all the way up along the right hand side, TOUCHDOWN and a smirk to the cheerleaders making it 1 -1. The audacity of the play having to have the stewards settle the chaos supporting crowd lest the anger rip a hole in reality and summon a bloodletter from the warp!

The crowd did in the end settle and the crowd took to their seats watching the chaos team, now a few men short try and mount a convincing attack against the elves. Grantigor ducking and weaving through the 1 on 1 match ups that were to the left and right of him. Slashliver Grosspinch satisfying the crowd with a aerobatic flying double kick to clear the way.

The play of the match had to be handed to Horthborn Aldaloth though who, seeing the run dashed back from 1/3 of the field away to catch Grantigor in the back, causing the ball to run loose… the crowd bellowed with disbelief and some crying foul but were quick to remember the stewards words about the bloodletter… Only to forget it again as Horthborn somehow managed to catch it… the league offers its condolences to halfling family that were butchered by the bloodletter that ripped into reality in seats D14 – D18.

Within a flash of a power sword Fra’gor the beastman got their own back for the team taking down Horthborn with a well timed ram of the horns… the match devolved into a slugging match which saw lineman Veryartathion Mithlaelen catch an injury.

The last notable play saw Gran-gors attempt a shuffle pass to Lektor Liverrip… whos hands were a little to slick from the blood and bile he has accumulated throughout the game... Dropped Ball.

The rest as they say is history as the two teams played to an amicable draw having the only casualties of the match being paying customers…

[TTC]

So our replays are available to watch?

Heck, I learned a lot about what happened in that match from Dave's report--and I was one of the coaches in it!

[Dave Pumphouse]

So our replays are available to watch?

Heck, I learned a lot about what happened in that match from Dave's report--and I was one of the coaches in it!

Thats right, just click on the match and it gives you the stats and a button to see the replay

[bayonet_chris]

The number of times the stupid elves went for a two-dice against hit and came out smelling like roses still boggles my mind.   

[TTC]

The number of times the stupid elves went for a two-dice against hit and came out smelling like roses still boggles my mind.   

Nuffle loves Elves. What can I say?

[Dave Pumphouse]

The rounds third match saw the steel city madmen face off against Saka Rouka in a match that saw the two teams fight to a deadlock… and boy was it a game!

The opening formations of the two teams were interesting to see as the steel city madmen elected a 6 man scrimmage line with blitzers on the wings that kept people guessing whether they were going to play offensively or defensively in their opening match against the rookie coach of the Saka Rouka. The Saka Rouka answered with 5 on the scrimmage line 2 on each wing and 2 in the back field hinting at an attempt to over match them on the flanks.

The kick proved high allowing the guys from the steel city to shift right leaving only TJ Watt on the left to guard against the inevitable onslaught of the attack from Saka Rouka, the ball eventually landing close to the touchdown line on the right. Where Hildred Rastia immediately picked up the ball.

Porckchop of the steel city madmen proved his worth as well as the tactics of ove matching one side with his opening punch leaving a gap for the biscuit  and john Stallworth to run through. On the other hand Vugg lost the Saka Rouka orge showing he’s more at home on his back trying to jostle for position. No sooner as he fell over Hildred Rastia showed what he was made of with a solid move of tripping his opponent and dodging the incoming tackle… the steel city madmen’ move to put pressure on the ball proving to be unfavourable in the eyes of nuffle.

The steel madmens choice of tactics proving difficult to manage as Hildred Rastia ran to the far right as his team mates created the gap. Meanwhile Aaron Lutolf and Dermonti Dawson proving they’re more comfortable with pushing a shopping trollies than trying to push back blitzers… KO. Each team down to 10 men a piece as the water boys and medics at the side lines were seen pulling out the smelling salts.

Jorg Lutolf (Aarons brother) showing he was obviously the better brother in his fathers eyes by knocking Greg Lloyd and Jack Ham to the floor threatening a missed game for the steel city blitzers and raising an eyebrow or two if his great grandad was a dwarf. Kevin Greene on the other hand stopping the run just yards from the touchdown with a well timed tackle. His team mate Heinz Ward there ready to scoop up the pig skin and in just enough time to receive a shunt. The pitch devolving into a brawl up and down the field. Before long the ball found itself right at the 1 yard line ready for Meinholf Voltz to say thank you very much for TOUCHDOWN!

The kick back wasn’t impressive however… the ref just handing the ball over to the biscuit and suggesting to the Saka Rouka coach he probably wants to practice his kicking for next match. No such comments were made to the biscuit however as he showed off how he can run and pass as he made a play down the left and Heinz Ward finishing the job… TOUCHDOWN!

The kick went wide again… and the coach forgetting the time as the ref handed the ball to Gustaf Advar, a Saka Rouka blitzer on the line of scrimmage and before he could even ask why taking a punch from Dermonti Dawson… KO.

HALF TIME

The Saka Rouka came out looking to bully the steel city madmen, making that extra man count pushing all their guys up to the front and purposefully kicking the ball short just behind the scrimmage line. Porkchop not helping as he forgot he came out the locker room and stood their aimlessly! The fans weren’t disappointed though as Almund Valdred taking a knuckle top the nostril for the knockout, sating the blood god for now as the claret started to stain the grass.

John Stallworth came up to the ball for the steel city madmen, though he mustve failed to wash his hands from his overbuttered ham sandwich he ate with his feet at half time, the ball turned over to the Saka Rouka thrower out on the edge only to be lost again.

The send half bit just as hard as the first as Kevin Greene took a KO and poor old Heinz Ward having his ankle turn to jelly making the crowd wonder if the game would be too much for  the steel city madmen to win after seeing Meinholf Voltz try to pick up his second touchdown. Alas it wasn’t to be and he would have to wait before ditching his white belt as the biscuit pushed him out of bounds and the fans did the rest… the ref maybe showing some kind of bias (maybe he’s a ravens fan?) making sure the ball landed straight into the hands of Galahad Rolf who took it home, TOUCHDOWN!

The steel city madmen were really up against it as they now had 3 injured and a man down on the field as the biscuit was lucky enough to receive the ball.  John Stallworth going long down the left hand side as Dermonto Dawson squared off against the Saka Rouka attack… surely not another KO? The fans scrambling for teeth as souvenirs as the game devolved into a rumble. But to everyones surprise Aaron Lutolf showing that he was worth the signing fee after all as he sacrificed a couple of brain cells and without a doubt a retirement in dementia headbutting the biscuit in the chest… the ball was loose and the steel city madmen without a thrower and Saka Rouka storming all over them! But the biscuit was like a rubber boomerang showing the crowd no matter which way you threw his that he’ll always bounce back, scooped up the ball, lobbed it long and the stadium for a moment could hear a pin drop as the ball fell right into the hands of John Stallworth who triumphantly took the ball home and racked up his running yards to the statisticians delight, could anybody catch him? No because they were too busy inflicting injuries! TOUCHDOWN and 2 -2! Less steel… more silicone…

The final throws of the match were just that… the crowd exiting the stadium joyous at the occasion of seeing two closely matched teams hammer each other into the dirt. The referee has since purchased a luxury abode on the gold coast… Jorg Lutolf becoming the first player of the season to lose his white belt and we’ll be seeing what the coach has in store for him!

[Dave Pumphouse]

The final match of week 1 saw Velkers Eviscerators take on the Prussian Punishers in a match that saw other human teams in the league worry about their fate against such a force. Who let the evisceraters play in such a league being overpowered as they are, nobody knows!

The opening line up saw the punishers play a pretty fluid defence that had only 3 players on the line of scrimmage that was met with an equally open and deep formation for the lizardmen favouring the right with alexander the skink out near the front and the rest playing it deep to receive the ball. They needn’t have been so deep as the ball barely crossed the half way line and went wide with a poor kick from the lineman Leo Advar… what was a lineman doing the kicking for, nobody knows!

The ball was placed straight into the hands of Maximus the skink as the stewards retrieved the ball. Then the lizardmen’s attack was on, pushing hard in the centre which led to a solid stun on the humans ogre wishing he had more support. The humans barely had a chance as the push saw Viscount Hamlyn downed from a parry from the marauding lizardmen who opted for a respectable running cage formation to the right. The humans looked like they were overwhelmed with the task as the more the ball pushed up the field the more the humans knocked themselves out in a frenzy of panic that saw Grant Valdred fall and trip to a cheeky tail whip from Lizardman Steve. Seeing the opening Maximus the skink faked right and went left in an expertly crafted manoeuvre that saw the crowd rise to their seats.

Nobody it seemed could touch maximus as the humans ogre Vulgott Knee-Capper toom out his frustrations on the Suraus Nigel causing an injury that made people ponder if he’ll be out for next game. The applause was short lived however as Leo Advar the lineman tripped up on a tail that saw him being carried out to the rest bin and the smelling salts brought out to get him back on his feet. TOUCHDOWN MAXIMUS!

The kick return wasn’t have bad from the human Gerhart Kayetan… that was until he decided to throw the ball laterally for an attempted run up the left for it to fall behind the target player. The lizardmen saw no mercy as they began the inevitable push that saw the Prussian centre fold like well pressed linen and Arnulf Fliech picking up an injury but the coach promising he’ll be back for the next game… though some say he was probably just ducking out early to avoid the further pasting.

Back out to the right Gerhart Kayetan quickly learned from his mistake as he scooped up the ball recovering the attack slightly for the humans only staring straight into the primal eyes Cuaq of Swamps. The newt of Roith took a hard punch from Rein Valdred the blitzer out on the left and fans were beginning to wonder if this game held till the end of the week was gonna be the Pierre-la-resistance when it came to seeing the fans appetite for blood mount up. And of course they weren’t disappointed as Knee-Capper suffered a bruised ego by being take out by the lizardmens kroxigor.

As lizardmen continued to amass round the ball carrier Geraint Hartmut went long, only for Gerhart Kayetan to panic as the pressure mounted and fumbled the ball. Couq of Swamps licked his lips as he could taste another touchdown on the cards and sent poor old Kayetan into the turf for a chance to dream up that touchdown pass again! And before anyone knew it Jeffrey the skink was running down the right to make it 2 – 0. TOUCHDOWN.

HALF TIME

The lizardmens kick was good and high allowing for Maximus the skink to kick and move half way up the field before anyone knew what was happening, but someone was certainly on the ball (pun intended) as Geraint Hartmut one of the human catchers sticking his leg out for the trip!

The humans braced themselves for a tough ride as those on the scrimmage line tried to make a hole yet were sorely dispointed to look back to see Gerhart Kayetan fumble the ball again on the ground… leaving the fans to question whether this guy was up to the task of being a QB at all. And furiously cursing his name when Jeffrey ran up without showing a ounce of effort to pick it up for the shuffle pass to Alexander the skink in support. But his mind mustn’t have been on the game either as a crafty move from Leo Advar saw the ball ripped from his hands in a ferocious tackle that saw them both seeing stars.

Alas the pain only got worse for the punishers who as irony would have it were being punished for even showing up as the Eviscerator’s Kroxigor, still with the taste of his last victim on his lips came in to finish Garhart Kayetans game and possibly carrier leaving him with a broken neck. Thanks for playing Gerhart… be sure not to sign any jerseys on your way out! TOUCHDOWN maximus!

By this time the crowd really was upset, Viscount Hamlyn receiving a well thrown rock from a child in the third row leaving him with a nasty bump on the head. Miraculously though the ball landed straight into the hands of Almund Ulman… an old timer who had seen a lot of matches in his day but never quite got his career going like he would have liked as it was the first time he had touched the ball and alas the first time people had actually noticed him midway through the second half. A keen tackle from Markus the Saurus though saw to hit that he would only have that touch for a few fleeing seconds though as he was downed and the ball quickly turned over to the Newt of Roith.

By turn 12 the Prussians were mounting a desperate defence, only 3 men up at the start of the turn saw the other raising to their feet in a daze and receiving KO for their efforts as two players were pushed out to the side. Newt tried to make the run up the left to make it 4 though but tripped up over his own excitement leaving a chance for the Prussians to sneak in a consolatory action as Geraint Hartmut expertly picked up the ball, lobbing it 18 yards to everyones amazement Rein Valdred the blitzer picking it out of the air and tucking it in for the run… nobody could catch him as he received support from Viscount Hamlyn and Gerhart Wulf. The latter sacrificing himself against the horror of 3 angry Saurus rushing back.

Rein Valdred tried to break the tackle but alas tripped from a flick of the tail from Benjamin as the heartache for any fans of the Prussians grew seeing the chance fade… but not fully extinguish.

Just two Prussians stood as the crowd begged for mercy at this point as Cuaq of Swamps attempted to pick up the ball but the lack of opposable thumbs proved to be an issue as he suffered a fumble. Gerhart Wulf was there dashing after the ball also but alas he couldn’t bring it under control either as the two scrambled… Gerhart somehow coming out the better by the grace of a potential miss-click to shuffle to get a TOUCHDOWN before the final whistle and for Gerharts efforts coming out strong with an 8 SPP that’ll defiantly be a boost to his career!

The Norfolk Enchanters best say their prayers to nuffle as they meet the Eviscerators in round 2 and word has it that being 2 men down they have already been calling any free agent brave and stupid enough to help.

[Cyrano]

Round ONE down and Round TWO is live.

David and Velker are having at it as I write this.

Go get 'em.

[Dave Pumphouse]

The start of week two saw the might of Velker’s eviscerators take on the week one top seat Norfolk Enchanters. Word had it that the duck worshippers had forgone their usual milling about the pond, staring up at the moon wondering what it was for fervent prayers to nuffle and boy did it pay off in a nail biting match. The stadium was packed to the brim and even rival coaches could be seen in the sky box checking out the competition in this bash and dash match! Two journeymen joined the ranks of the enchanters with extra hazard pay and they were to need it as the match saw the water boys earn their pay and the fans scratching their heads as to why the coach still hadn’t hired an apothecary yet!

Straight off the coin toss the home side chose to kick the ball and set up in a very forward defence. Word on the grapevine was that the enchanters coach was saying out loud that the more bodies he had near the front and the more tackle zones he could cover was sure to be a hurdle for the skinks, choosing a scrimmage line of 5 men including the ogre Barry Midland. On the wings were the hero Gordon Surrey along with Scott Sussex on the right and Peter Cornwall and a journeyman with the fitting name of Admund Dalrymple on the left. Forming the second line of defence just to the back wings of scrimmage line were John Cambridgeshire and Ben Cumberland the two catchers… the coach leaving Joshua Buckinghamshire (the thrower) on the bench in order to maximise speed rather than strength to act as a counter against the skinks.

The lizardmen on the other hand went for 4 on the scrimmage line, 2 on each wing and as ever three skinks at the back ready to catch that ball. Virtutis the Kroxigor licking his lips and the thought of sinking his teeth into something gamey would see him not disappointed this game!

The ball was up high and gave an opportunity for Dalrymple the journeyman Blitzer to sneak in a solid tackle against Jeffrey the skink on the left and move up straight passed him to mark Maximus. This guy proving he was worth the 80k that the team somehow managed to find down the back of the sofa… The lizardmen came back with a direct answer that saw the human centre lose is formation quickly with a couple of downed but not out players. The skinks looked to worry slightly at the boldness of Dalrymples boldness and quickly called for Saurus support that gave the lizardmen a bit of breathing room. They would need it as the first of nuffles curses would come calling as Maximus fumbled the ball in a failed pick up losing crucial time. The enchanters wasting none of theirs moved up Peter Cornwall and Ben Cummberland on the left in order to challenge for the ball. Meanwhile all the while trying to rebuild some kind of coherent formation in the centre as Maximus went for another try to pick up the ball and dash behind the advancing wall of scales… Harrold Hampshire the lineman taking a KO in the process but not before he gave a slap back to Nigel who looked like he wasn’t expecting it.

All this pushing and covering the ball saw an opening on the right for the enchanters to make a move as Gordon Surrey expressed his displeasure towards Maximus with a push that saw the little skink soon surrounded by oncoming humans… would it be enough to stop the little dude the crowd pondered, John Cambridgeshire didn’t think so as he chose to defend deep.

By turn three the humans centre was holding but only just. Gordon Surrey greeted Maximus to his first trip to feed the ducks with a backhander that saw the skink fall to the ground and the ball pop out in just the right direction for Ben Cumberland to pick it up and make a frantic dash to the end zone! TOUCHDOWN! And with it breathing room!

Round 4 saw the return kick blessed by nuffle as the ball landed in the back third and the eviscerators conduct the inevitable retribution of a counter attack that saw Henry Durham out for the count and with some nasty teeth marks from the Kroxigor and Baldric Hoffenmiester the journyman lineman stunned on the field. Alexander the skink moved up quickly and the crowd munched on their popcorn hoping to witness a quick touchdown in return that would bring the game level before halftime. A mistake from Baldrin Somerset nearly saw it happen as he made a mistake of trying to side step his way to make a play on the ball… he was sorely disappointed as the humans desperately tried to mount a defence seeing Barry midland and John Cambridgeshire go down, the latter suffering a concussion against Nigel the Sauras.

Skinks in the backfield by turn 5 and Maximus got greedy trying to offload a shuffle pass to the Newt of Roith only for the ball to be picked up by a sudden gust of wind not to make it. The ball was out and visiting fans with an eye roll and a shake of the head was all the team was getting this half. The human defence left stunned and desperate to get back pondered what to do seeing the swift skinks dash to the end zone. Alexander the skink stepped up and tried to play QB but it wasn’t to be as he fumbled what should have been an open run into the end zone. 3 skinks in the backfield and half the human team on their backs wishing for the punishment to cease.

Luckily for the enchanters John Cambridgeshire was just well positioned enough to dash back and retrieve the ball to everyones surprise! Back in the centre Barry Midland attempted a push back to try and save the line of scrimmage but ended up with a broken neck for his troubles and also a missed game… the enchanters game was looking desperate and only withholding what everyone thought at the time was inevitable. Wont someone please hire this team a doctor!

The skinks in the backfield flurried round poor old John Cambridgeshire who managed to beat them off with every ounce of energy he had, eventually falling and the ball coming loose at just the wrong time. Luckily Peter Cornwall who had rushed back in support was there to cover and run it back to midfield. All the while the centre looked like a mosh pit as it devolved into a brawl. A nice swipe of the claw from the vicious  Newt of Roith saw Cornwall take a tumble and the whistle came out for half time.

HALF TIME

1 injured and 2 knocked out saw the enchanters call on the thrower Joshua Buckinghamshire to join the field… the enchanters were receiving having elected to kick in the first half, a strategy that proved well enough for the job at hand. The humans this time coming out with a conservative three guys on the line of scrimmage and looking a little bare without their ogre. The ball was kicked and the ball laid right into the hands of Ben Cumberland who clumsily dropped it after it his him in the face. Sheepishly he picked it back up and started a move on the left. His team mate forming a cage and the right having to be pulled away in order to try and maximise the ever weakening defence.

The eviscerators in turn moved up their skinks in order to apply expert pressure on the cage. The onslaught soon seeing it disintegrate into the form of a wet paper bag. It wasn’t all a lost cause though as Dalrymple soon showed his skill again making a valuable contribution for a KO against Benjamin the Saurus… Soon Cambridhsire and Cumberland were out on the far left making a dash for the end zone. The visitors side up in arms at the display in front of them! The Kroxigor even more frustrated and taking his menace out on Baldric Hoffenmiester who probably by this point wished he hadn’t accepted the fee to turn up… KO. Steve the Saurus made it all the more painful in seeing an opportunity to see Cumberland pushed out and the crowd it seemed did the rest by chucking the ball out on the enchanters side of the field and barely anyone to cover the ball… KO.

By this time the centre had crumbled to but a man, Ryan Yorkshire suffering a broken nose and Gordon Surrey on the floor. Everyone else was out left with the lizardmen with nothing to do but walk it home.

Conquaconquaxz the skink having his first time out on field and his first touch cured by nuffle as he failed to pick it up, the crowd couldn’t believe it and neither could the coaches! Scott Sussex and Admund Dalrymple rushing back to try and recover the ball. A few fumbles later and it was all to play for again for the eviscerators. A duck and a dive and a little shimmy from Conquaconquaxz saw him get out of trouble and finally pick up that ball, the crowd rose to their feet in jubilation only for the poor fella to slip on some spit and gore! The ball languishing just inches away from the end zone, within a whisper of a draw.

Turn 13 is unlucky for some and that no exception as the frantic run back to defend the ball saw Joshua Buckinghamshire also fall on the wad of phlegm on the ground. The ball icky and sticky inched to the left, the crowd screaming at someone to pick it up! Conquaconquaxz yet again couldn’t do it, the agony on the faces of the people was palpable as Dalrymple made some space and proved his worth yet again! Enough for Balderic Somerset to retrieve the ball and take it those vital yards to a less precarious position.

The lizardmens centre stood aghast wondering why the skinks hadn’t manged to bring it home… they had done their job, by this time having taken the humans down to 6 on the field… 4 knocked out and 2 injured.

By turn 15 things were really looking nail biting as Joshua Buckinghamshire pushed out Conquaconquaxz for his efforts and the crowd feeling sorry for him just gave him a Chinese burn. A cage forming around the ball again it looked all over! Virtitus the Kroxigor dashing forward to give Dalrymple a message of what he thought of his performance by downing him to the ground. With lizardmen rushing forward for one last blitzkrieg Somerset played keep away with minimum support until the final whistle.

After the match the home fans were in sheer jubilation. Press eager to talk to Dalrymple and seeing if he wanted to stay on with the team for his efforts, footage of the interview saw Dalrymple simply decline with the quote “I think not… no team can be that lucky twice!”

Visiting coaches were heard leaving the sky box saying that this was the upset of the week!

[bayonet_chris]

Week 2 - The Bessemer Process vs Brick Layers

Week two featured a matchup of an angry Brick Layers team, looking to redeem themselves in the eyes of their coach after a 1-1 draw in week one. Facing them was an unknown Bessemer Process team coming off a tough loss in week one to the Norfolk Enchanters, but one where they killed two opponents.

Team Captain Kardos Fangepile knew what the team was up against. “We’re still on the bad side of the Chaos Gods. They know we underperformed last week and they don’t accept weakness. If we have to sacrifice a player or two for their honor, we’ll do what it takes. Dwarves are tough, but we have a speed and power advantage. We have a good game plan going in.”

The visiting Brick Layers won the opening coin toss and elected to receive. The home team fans cheered them on, inspiring the dwarves to fight hard. The dwarves came out stacking the line and the Brick Layers answered the call. Lots of battling up front with the initial skirmish showing the inspired dwarves holding the line. In no time at all, a beastman was knocked out and another stunned. Aldrin, a longbeard, evading a chaos warrior on the corner and jumped on the ball for an early turnover. Things were looking grim early.

Grantigor, who had been playing back for ball retrieval, sprung into action and blitzed Aldrin, knocking him and the ball loose. Point-Fangors picked up the ball and rushed through a gap in the line and up the sidelines. The dwarves tried to recover, but a solid block on the line ended their momentum and Point-Fangors ran into the open field while his teammates took the opportunity to take some shots. The dwarves had trouble recovering their momentum, so on turn 4 Point-Fangors opened up the scoring. This touchdown also caused the referee to eject the Deathroller from the game.

Turn four of the first half and the Brick Layers set up on defense, ready to go. Ulner Snout remained on the sidelines, still woozy from an earlier block. The home town fans were not happy with how the game started, so immediately rioted. It took a full turn for everything to get back in order. The chaos squad kicked the ball in the far corner of the field, as far as possible from the line as they could. The dwarves immediately knocked out a chaos warrior and came off the line with a vengeance. The Chaos team’s strategy immediately started to cause issues on the dwarven flanks as beastmen got behind the line and deep onto the pitch.

The Process focused time and energy battling on the line of scrimmage while two beastmen pursued the ball deep. A successful blitz knocked the dwarven ball retriever into the crowd leading to an easy second touchdown before the end of the half. The Brick Layer started with one beastman off the pitch and would play at least down a player for the rest of the game. The dwarves looked to receive the ball once again and had a turn to get some hits in before halftime.

The second half started with another kick to the dwarves, who set up strong on the line with one player deep again. The ball was kicked deep again and the Brick Layers attacked the flanks once more, getting deep behind the line and isolating the ball carrier. Under pressure and with no support, Thak fumbled the ball. Mashg Paw knocked him away from the ball, allowing Fra’gor to rush in and scoop it up and run in for a back breaking score.

Turn 12, the Brick Layers kicked once again up 3-0. The fans, pulling for the dwarves, appreciated the brutality and cheered both teams on for more damage. The time the kick was close, near the line, but they were not able to protect it before the Chaos team rushed forward into the gaps. Kardos, who scored the lone touchdown last week, ran forward to scoop up the ball. The rest of the team bravely threw themselves into the dwarves in an attempt to slow them down, no matter the cost. After some hitting near the line, Kardos high stepped into the end zone for a commanding 4-0 lead.

The Brick Layers lined up to kick off once more on turn 15. The dwarven fans, undeterred, keps cheering the boys on - inspiring a troll slayer to injure Slashliver the Chaos Warrior. The Brick Layers broke through and tried to score one more time, but couldn’t convert and the game ended there.

Stats

Team	The Bessemer Process	Brick Layers
Touchdowns	0	4 (Fra'gor, Kardos Fangepile, Point-fagors, Point-fagors
Armor Breaks	11 (2 injuries: Grund Kulgur-Troll, Grund Kulgur-Troll)	5
MVP	Koirin Drengi-Troll (Troll Slayer)	Fra'gor (Beastman)

Injury Report

Brick Layers

• Slashliver Grosspinch (Chaos Warrior) - miss one game
• Myny Beard (Beastman) - miss one game

Bessemer Process
None reported.

Next Up

• Brick Layers (1-0-1) vs Velker’s Eviceratorsss! (1-1-0)
• The Bessemmer Process (0-2-0) vs Steel City Madmen (0-1-0)

[Cyrano]

Hey, you folks are doing great!

Round TWO is in the books.

Round THREE is posted and ready for games.

Congrats at the first post to David Pumphouse as the only undefeated coach!

[ojsdad]

I'm facing Mr Undefeated next.   

[Dave Pumphouse]

Undefeated but still with the weakest team I believe…

I’m back home Sunday so we can maybe organise a match during the week sometime

[Dave Pumphouse]

The fourth game of week 2 saw the Prussian Punishers face the Saka Rouka at home. Each team trying to edge out a win in order to boost those stats and earn some vital cash for the ongoing league.

The opening line ups saw Saka Rouka stick 3 on the line of scrimmage spaced out with 2 guys on the flanks and 4 in the back field playing very defensively. The Prussians set up to receive the ball with a tight 3 which hinted at a strong centre play, 3 on the second line with wingers and leo advar the lineman in the back field to receive the ball. Perhaps he was looking for some fully recognised position change from the coach to make him an official runner or something but one things for sure it had the journalists wondering why the bold choice?

The Prussians came out with a conservative push on the right that saw Aaron Lutolf on his arse as the two teams squared off, Saka Rouka trying to launch their defence by pushing their right. Unfortunately a miscalculation by Admund Valdred the blitzer caused the counter attack to fall short as he was tripped by a well timed stretch of the leg by Geraint Hartmut the catcher of the Prussians not only showing what his hands can do but his feet to that saw poor old Admund hit the dirt. The two ogres on the opposing teams looking like they were staring at a mirror or something as the gormlessly stood there gazing.

The heavy fighting by round 3 saw Saka Rouka make a break in the Prussians defence as Galahad Rolf, Meinholf Voltz and Jorg Lutolf made it through the middle to challenge Leo Advar still knocking around in the back field looking for his mother.

Saka Rouka really had the favour of the crowd and got a few passing nods from the umpire as fouls were a plenty! Had they said a prayer to both Korn and Nuffle… only time would tell as many of the Prussians were on the ground.

Leo Advar was soon sweating though wishing he had some better legs on him as he was doing his best to dodge oncoming flurrys of fists frm the angry Saka Rouka players chasing him down and the crowd urging him to throw the ball… if only just for laughs! He soon had some back-up though from his team mate Admund Ulman the blitzer who did his best to help fend off the pain but alas it wasn’t enough as a brutal punch to the back of the head as he attempted to duck and weave got the better of him as he was left stunned and the ball lose in the end zone leaving and easy one for Meinholf Voltz to pick up for the TOUCHDOWN! He wont get an easier one all season!

Coming back for the kick the ball went high allowing an advantage for Saka Rouka to try and move up the field… the ball eventually going out of bounds and into the hands on Grant Valdred, another lineman with a severe lack of blocking skill… the journalists still unsure of what the lineman play in the backfield was all about.

The Prussian ogre was over his initial bout of vanity it seemed… smacking Vugg Lost in the face for a stun and potentially the chance for a decent offensive play. That was short lived however by round 6 as Rein Valdred took one in the chest for a turnover… heartbreaking! Not half as heartbraking as Saka Rouka almost taking a casualty… again by a well placed trip. Instead the apothecary maybe trading in that prayer to nuffle for the player to take a breather on the sub bench and not look for a spare lung…

A bit of showmanship caused a smile to rise from the crowd as the Prussians showed what they could do with the ball given the chance, Grant Valdred trying out for second string quarterback after making a pass to Geraint Hartrmut out left only for a run to the right. The half ending with that prayer to Korn that Saka Rouka made with a knuckle duster punch from Aaron Lutolf to Arnulf Fliesh… leaving him lifeless! The crowd went wild with excitement… another week, another death! And just in time for half time nibbles!

HALF TIME

Both teams came out with a heavy scrimmage line, it was game on and the Prussians needed to make a an answer to the untimely death of their team mate! Their blood was up and so was the ball again as it was kicked high, just enough for Saka Rouka to make a shimmy in the direction of the ball as it came crashing to earth at the 12 yard line. Hildred Rustia picking up the ball for Saka Rouka waiting for a opportunity to strike a throw!

The Prussians didn’t have to wait long to even up the odds in the second half, picking up a push out of bounds and a KO on Galahad Rolf, getting rid of a threat of a catcher making the run for it and possibly making it 2 for Saka Rouka. The game looked a little skwewed now as Vugg Lost was also on the ground again and the Prussians were baying for blood!

Hildred Rustia opted for a long run in the 10 round, tripping up over his own feet… it was either that or the Prussians getting him as the ball was lose around the half way line. Geraint Hartmut there to pick it up gladly… nut not without a re-roll! It wasn’t long though before Hildred Rustia wanted the ball back, knocking the catcher to the ground sending the ball out to the far right of the field for Jorg Lutolf to pick up.

The game… like most games was devolving into a brawl as ogre pushed ogre and the two teams fought for honour as well as points. Somehow in the scuffle the lineman Grant Valdred made his way up the field to threaten the ball. It was 1 on 1 and the stadium was tense with anticipation as to how the Prussians were gonna do at home, surely a home death could not stand! Jorg Lutolf tried to side step but was tackled expertly by Grant Vladred, the ball was fumbled and only yards from the end zone, the home fans screaming for Grant to make the play! Leo Advar running up the middle to offer support, TOUCHDOWN Prussians!

It was now 1 -1 with only a couple of rounds left, time for a hail mary? Blessed came the rain… the ball was slippery not just from blood but now the water… Hildred Rustia trying to make a pass down field on the left to Admund Valdred… no dice! The ogres wallowing in the sodden field like muddy pigs as the rest of the teams fought… the slippy grass adding to Jorg Lutolf’s woes as he received a kick to the patella smashing his knee… he’ll now definitely be a more defensive back for the rest of the season with that agility penalty!

The game ended at the half way line as Gerhart Wulf was looking to be surrounded and thankful for the whistle by the end… in a game that ended up with 1 KO, 2 Injured and 1 death!