Blood Bowl Proverb: If you want a chance for fame, never ever stall the game

It's a cautionary tale, one which saw a team loose there chance for victory, and another rise to get a shot at the title. The Twicksters and the Lustrous Lords met Sunday night, The Twicksters choosing to kick, and the Lords weaving a punishing route to a touchdown by turn 5. The Twicksters gave as good as they got however,and the next drive briefly saw 10 players a side battle it out before Twicksters scored a neat equaliser. The second Half once again saw Twicksters step over the line in 2 turns, but the battle of the biff was not going their way. Having saved one skilled lineman from death, the apothecary could not keep up with the number of wounded coming his way as the Lords smashed there way to the line.

With 3 turns to go, and only 4 bruised elves struggling to rise from the pitch, the Lords coach signalled a stalling play, knowing that the elves if lucky, could score again in 3 turns to steal victory. The Lords catcher stood just a single step from the line, while the rest of the team kept the elves busy. But the Lords coach had not counted on Nuffle taking exception to this play.

An elf Catcher rose from ground, and dodged past the vicious ladies he faced, to get a one on one hit on the Amazon catcher, seeking only to push her over the line and force the touchdown. This would give the Elves 2 turns to seek a winning touchdown. But such was his momentum that the amazon crashed to the ground inside the touchdown zone, the ball bouncing away from her. The elf seized the moment, and grabbed the ball, standing by himself inside his own touchdown zone. The remaining Elven blitzer saw the predicament from the halfway mark, and dodged between two defenders to run as far as he could and mark the amazons closest the ball. His tackle zone prevented the responding blitz by one little lady who attempted to dodge away.

Suddenly it was a whole new ball game, The elf catcher dodged his heart out, and made a run for it with the ball. There was not much chance of scoring again, but if he could keep his hands on the ball it would win the game. In hot pursuit came the girls, but the Elf was too fast and nimble for them, and once again they failed to take the ball from him.

The whistle blew, and the some very unhappy girls hit the showers, while the few elves who were still able to rejoiced.