Despite the best efforts of the physicians, two knights remain KO'ed.
Sensing the need to restore numerical balance, the Knights get ready to smash the line.
The kick goes high, but Humpalekka can't capitalize and drops the catch. Doesn't matter we need to start bashing.
Gondolin clocks a linerat. KO.
Jaedar KOs another!
Azira KOs the troll! The entire LINE is taken off pitch. But we don't have another turn to score!
Humpalekka fucks up a simple pick up. Ending the Knights turn. Leaving stabby in a VERY vulnerable position.
A sole blitzer took him down, followed by 4 more gobbos ...what are they up to?
Slamming their boots against Azira's helmet, the lone catcher gets stunned.
Thankfully, the ref stops the play and ejected the offending git!
FIRST HALF IS OVER!
All ten knights ready for active duty while the opposition's troll never woke up.
We'll kick it short.
Ball lands off field. Just our luck.
Now they've got the ball for free. But at least our line should survive without the troll around...
I take it back. We can't afford this shit now. Apothecary activated and manage to fix his injury off the pitch. - He can rejoin his comrades on the next drive.
The Underworld takes the ball right field. Slamming Brother None into the ground.
Turn over.
We need to pressure them. Make them drop the ball or something.
Every knight gets to their man.
Whitewolf with the Blitz!
KOs a goblin!
Brother None takes down another goblin. Turn over.
Angelo couldn't hold the line.
Fuck that rat thrower is fast!
Jaedar and LundB disappoints. Turn over. We have no viable options to intercept the lone carrier.
We have to risk Xenomorph's dodge...A reroll later...
And he failed spectacularly! The Knights are definitely losing their patience, wasting a turn like that! None of his comrades are even in better position. The rat can score..
But chose to delay!
A brutal block stuns LundB. Turn over.
A deep deep discussion goes inside the Knights' coach as his turn comes. Going after the ball carrier wouldn't necessarily be to our benefit. Even if we get there, we might not even be able to execute anything meaningful. It's best to pressure these bastards to score earlier by going all out.
Signals were given to the players. 'Fuck the ball' Knights oblige, Whitewolf commences blitzing!
Stuns his prey! Xenomorph gets up, preferring not to give these asshole a free stomp.
Gondolin, stabby, Brother None, Whitewolf gets in position over the fallen prey. Azira with the finishing touch!
Crack. The rat coughed blood and had to be carried off the pitch. The ref didn't blow his whistle. Turn over.
XenomorphII gets smacked around.
Brother None couldn't stay on his feet. Turn over. No change of intent - Knights coach wave 'continue with plan B'
Whitewolf acknowledges..
Another KO!
Knights rally around each other. Not making a move towards the ball. Turn over. The rats look unsure.
They backed off. Delaying the Touchdown by another turn.
No fucks to give.
Whitewolf downs another. The rat lies on the ground.
KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL KILL
The crowd chant grew louder as the Knights gather around the lone rat.
Six boots came into contact, hitting the rat in the tail, thigh, and ass.
He's knocked out! The ref again, didn't blow a whistle. Turn over.
C'mon, score, you bastards. Score.
Score he did. 2-1 Knights are behind with barely three turns to play.