Also, here's a funny game for you: count the amount of successful blocks by both teams.
The Union is kicking this time. I set up 2 guard dudes behind the linos on the los to troll any frenzy he could get.
Let's see where this gets us.
Oh?
Of course, it's only a stun. Because why eliminate the fucking bloodletter amirite. But we'll have to make do with whatever is at hand to try to tie this shit.
The daemons retreat their entire right flank to support the prospective ball carrier.
Bloodthirster blitz. Unfortunately juggernaut changes both down to a push.
But Private Capacity still remains steadfast.
The same can't be said about Private Industry.
Private Property is the next victim...
UH-OH
Something has finally worked in this rotten game.
The daemons suffer a turnover, but the coach still managed to move most of the important pieces.
And you know what? That fucking Bloodthirster is going DOWN
I preferred to get a lino in for a 2d block by the blitzer instead of going for 2d from ogre. Just in case.
Moving two dudes to the right to look menacing.
Two more dudes are sent for the same reason to the left, blitzing a bloodletter in the process.
Ogre pops a boner, which is very bad for business atm.
And Corporal Cloth will move in with an easy doge to look even more menacing.
WHAT THE FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
off to a great start
He sets up dudes around our left dudes, picking up no problem, and blitzes with BT
Which obviously succeeds because why not.
OH HEY ANOTHER STUN
Privates Industry and Property are next to fall.
Turnover.
Also, from this moment, things were getting more and more frantic, and I was getting increasingly enraged at the sabotaged RNG that has apparently decided to bend me over and rape with no lube for this match, so the screenshot taking has suffered in the process a bit.
The plan here was to take one herald down with Major Surgery, and then use the strength in numbers to smack down all the other fags and later go for the carrier.
This, of course, failed because Surgery could only get a fucking push.
Dodged out Pvt Public to provide
another assist to the batch...
AND TWO BLOCKS LATER I GET TWO PUSHES
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
turnover
He starts by failing a blitz vs Major Key.
But next block knocks him down alright.
After which comes, that's right, another fucking stun on a fucking blitzer.
And a push on the last one.
Meanwhile, the BT gets ANOTHER stun on a lino
And Major Surgery is the final blitzer to go down before this turn is done.
Next turn I want to jump out the window after Corporal Cloth, who was stunned last turn after failing a dodge, fails another clean dodge and gets KO'd. Fortunately, I didn't forget to move other pieces first. But this is still more than fucking retarded.
Another successful frenzy...
General Specific prevails somehow.
The same can't be said for Major Minor and Private Capacity.
And the ogre because trololo frenzy.
Turn ends as he puts the ball carrier inside a cage.
A cage that seriously requires breaching if we are to hope for anything good this match.
Major Key stuns a bloodletter and gets in.
Hueahueauheae dont you just love pushings
General Specific also manages to breach the cage.
Let's see where that takes us.
Lololo
Rerolls it INTO A FUCKING STUN OF COURSE
Our cage breaching is, in fact, for naught
As all the dudes around get wiped out.
HOLY SHIT
BRUVA APOTHECARY!!!
Your sickness has but one cure, and I shall deliver it!
Thanks, bruva apothecary
No servant of the Emprah shall fall under my watch!
I was actually thinking
very long about saving Private Industry. On one hand, he's just a lino, and there are still 3 turns left where anything can happen. But on the other, levelling linos is a bitch, and he's got wrassle, which is a pretty damn good thing to have. So yeah, whatever, Pvt Industry will live to see another game.
Meanwhile back to the action...
... and the luckerfaggotry...
Sigh.
Turn ends as he attempts to doge out a bloodletter from our left blob of dudes and fails.
This... this looks like a chance.
Todeh the enemy is at our door. We know our duty and we will do it...
Ogre smashes out a cultist blocking our lino!
We will descend upon the foe.
We will overwhelm them!
We will leave none alive!
The ball was left behind by the daemon, but Private Property failed to pick it up. Np, though, he can still take it, and with a reroll to boot.
... NO!!!
...
ARE YOU TRYING TO FUCKING TELL ME THIS GUY JUST FAILED 3 CLEAN PICK UPS IN A ROW, WHILE THAT OTHER MOTHERFUCKER HAS ALREADY SUCCEEDED ON FIVE, SOME OF WHICH WERE IN TACKLE ZONES, WITHOUT A SINGLE COCKSUCKING REROLL YOU RETARDED FUCKING FUCKETY FUCKING FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK
And to add insult to injury, meanwhile in daemonville.
Ogre gets smashed. Fortunately it's just -1 AG, so fuck it.
...there is still some hope...
Major Minor moves in with guard assists. We shall attempt to clear both the cultists, then pick up with ag4 General Specific and throw aaaaaall the way left to Major Glory.
Good...
Here goes nothing.
COME THE FUCK ON
and obviously he gets the worst results possible.
With both down, Specific can't move through the left, with push he won't be able to then move out and pass properly.
After actually spending 20 seconds thinking which is the best, I went with both down.
Specific will need 2 doges + pick up from 1 TZ. Not impossible with ag4 sure hands...
But alas, fate decided otherwise.
AND OF COURSE NOW THAT RETARD PRIVATE PROPERTY PICKS UP THE FUCKING BALL, AMIRITE
He doesn't hold it for very long, too.
Whoa, a failed scatter pickup, impossiburu!
BUT NP, ANOTHER HERALD JUST WALKS BY AND PICKS IT UP NO PROBLEM
And obviously Major Minor gets stunned, too. Again. Another. Mother. Fucking. Stun.
Yeah, fuck you.
Turnover
Not pictured: The only hope of getting the ball now is a 1d block by one of the downed linos
The idea is to try and dogeblitz the carrier, then doge General Specific + pick up + pass. It's quite a damn stretch, but atm nothing else is possible.
Sounded like a neat plan, didn't it?
Well, Private Property first needed a reroll on the fucking doge, then got both down on blitz and ko'd himself. How fucking splendid.
And the rest
Is history.
With another clean pickup.
All we have left is consolation bash.
Thanks for nothing.
Just BH.
This BT is going down, fuck you.
And you know, just because I'm so fucking pissed, I'll skip the vanity throwing and just foul the fuck out of this bloodthirster.
Only KO. Hue.
What a shit fucking game.
And this, I believe, illustrates almost everything that went wrong with this match.
Team with wrestle + 7 blocks + 2 dodges succeeds on 20 out of 40 blocks against a team with omni-frenzy and 3 blocks that succeeds on 45/73. Do you know what that is? Absurd. It's as if I played against amazons.
Then also come the 4 tackles. And the fact that out of my 7 attempts at picking up the ball, 2 succeeded (one at the start, one scatter at the end, 2 scatters in TZs failing, 3 clean pickups failing) vs his 7 attempts, out of which 1 failed (1 failed scatter, 4 successful pickups, 2 successful scatters in TZs).
Commander Boreale's final thoughts:
...
As much as it pehns me, there was simply nothing to be done here. How can you hope to succeed when all your critical blocks fail, while the enemy runs rampant with skill-less knockdowns all the time, half of which end up in stuns, effectively leaving you with half your team for each turn? Of course, there was also the rather unacceptable derp in the first half, but after another analysis, even if a catcher was used to run down the pitch at the time, his odds of survival would have been rather low. Sometimes the game simply refuses to let you succeed, and this was one of these times. Until we meet again, on the field, battle bruvas.
Our next match is going to be halflings, which actually, ironically enough, makes the ogre's last injury somewhat fortunate. His st5 would be rather useless against the inevitable onslaught of st6 treemen and star mercs that will be sent against us, and depriving the coach of 160k's worth of inducements is pretty neat.