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Jeffro
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Jeffro (20148)
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2018-12-18 16:40:12
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2011-08-15 05:03:01
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2009-11-12 22:52:31
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2009-07-22 03:33:52
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2009-07-02 04:45:24
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2009-07-02 04:45:24
19 votes, rating 4.1
Dem Nor'easters, dere vs. BagaBigaHiga
Excellent game to be part of, even if I didn't advance. Congrats to aken...

http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=match&id=2741420

Since the replay is hosed because of the disconnect midway through OT, I'll try to recap some of the big moments and aken can feel free to amend anything I may have remembered incorrectly.


So 'ere's 'ow we started, eh: Pop wants to bring his new bulldog, and we say NO POP... NO DOGS, but he says dis dog'll help us win an' den he starts cryin' 'bout how we don't like his pets... and so we say FINE, Pop... you kin bring yer damn dog. Den we find out Cali forgot to wash the keg tapper before after the last game and so it gives a few of us the trots. Mairin don't even get outta the bathroom da whole day. Top if off, dat groundkeeper dere' didn't prep da field for when it was rainin' so it was a slop-mess. Den we sees dem Amazon women!...

Now jus' between you an' me... deez Amazons make our women look like trailer trash, eh? So we was a little shell-shocked by da jobbies dey gots dere! Cali was feelin' a little like a woman gets, and so we're not sure if it was cuzza dat but she made an' early exit to clean the keg in turn 1 and Psycho Suzi up and screamed like she died on de pitch! So we sent the doc out there, turn 1, eh... and Suzi was a faker, dumb broad... So's we had a deck stacked against us dere, and dey scored purty quick like.

So we hunkered down and played 'smack da women' while we went to score. Dere was a bit of a controversy when once dat ball was bouncin' around from dem chicks knockin' us a bit, but we was in control so we don't tink it mattered much... chicks tink udderwise, but dat's why dere chicks, eh? ;) So we scored before the whistle easy 1-1.

HALFTIME DRINKIN'

Now weez startin' to feel a little drunk at dis point, got a good buzz on and somehow we turn da ball over and dey score again. I's tinkin' it's cuz we're trying to see up dere skirts and we don't mind bein' on da ground even if it was all soggy... So we git in dat same situation we wuz da first half, 'cept we only gots 3 turns to score instead of 5. So we hunker down again and can't quite get as good protection as we'd wanted - so we git a buncha guys down dere an' hope da chicks screw it up somehow, eh?

Yeah - doz' chicks don't screw up anyting... dey surrounded us. Knocked us down! Knocked down Czukky, cuz he 'ad dat ball and stunned him good! Da ball was surrounded by TREE uv' em and we only had one chance to blitz... it was lookin' grimm. Dat chicks coach even was tinkin' game was over. OUR coach was tinkin' it was over! But our chicks was pissed tinkin' we wuz tinkin' deez Amazons was better'n dem so they stepped up. Elsie troo a Zon trower on dat ball and knocked it into da' crowd dere... what threw it back in da middle o' da pitch. Szegedy dodges away from 2 zons to pick up dat ball in da mud and TROWS IT TO SUZI, who stamped away from another zon for da TOUCHDERN!!! Here's da coaches transcript:

<akenatopoulos> gg
<Jeffro> I'm so confused...
<akenatopoulos> looks preety over
<Jeffro> it is...
<akenatopoulos> thats the best
<akenatopoulos> you could do
<akenatopoulos> ohh no
<akenatopoulos> please
<akenatopoulos> xDD
<Jeffro> not over yet...
<akenatopoulos> of course not
<Jeffro> DRAMA!!!
<akenatopoulos> chanan
<akenatopoulos> OMFG
<Jeffro> HAHA!
<Jeffro> let's go to OT!

Purty exciting stuff, if we do says so ourselfs.

So before we go to OT, we gits our beers and watch as the Zons show dere mean side. We knew it was comin', so we sent Pop and his dog and da rookie Punch to stand dere on da line while we was drinkin' near the endzone nice and safe like. And lemme tell ya' - dem Zons is mean. We knew it was comin'... we'd trown a couple boots ourselves in da game (Grumpy's a mean ol' fart hisself) so when we saw Punch just lyin' there and then saw him surrounded by dem purty zons, we raised our mugs! and did a Ziggy Zuggy Ziggy Zuggy OI OI OI when he was booted turn 8. Up'n killed de poor lad - ah well...

So jus' before OT, we sees dem Zons SCREAMIN' at dere wizard, eh? Weez tinkin' he made it rain and dat dem chicks wanted more from dere money, so we was fully prepared fer a tunderbolt or sumptin... So we git da kickoff and hunker down again... hopin' fer a nice long stall. But a big FIREBALL comes knockin' us down! Smelled like burnin' wet dog hair and when we gets up, we sees dem zons got da ball and are running to our endzone. CRIKEYS! DIS whole ting again?!? So dey scores and we ain't even made 'em bring out dere doc! 'Ere it is halfway troo da OT and dey'r barely scratched. Grumpy's boot normally hittin' da crotch don't have the same effect on da' chicks no doubt...

We gots a snowballs chance in rain left to score. We git in position turn 6, but dey block us out. Two turns left and Stag gets da big idea to have Czukky give HIM da ball and we do a reverse! But Stag drops da ball on the 2nd to last turn... Oi! So da Zons surround da ball and are blockin' Gastof wit da biggest Zon uv 'em all! But Szegedy is used to bein' da hero, so he runs right up to dat chick and SOCKS her in her jobbies. She screams like Suzi did at da beginning dere!... so dere doc come out and turns out She's fakin' too - she aint' REALLY dead, just made a sound like it cuz it was dat time o' de month... like Suzi. But while doc's lookin' at da big chick, Pepe, I tink... Czukky is pissed he got da ball takin' from him TWICE in late inna game (once by dem and once by us) and so he decides to try gettin' some comeuppance wit dere trower, Belfalas and he tweaks her neck like it's a sausage (Kramaczuk makes a mean sausage...) Niggles da poor girl, but weez was talkin' about it after da match and figure she was part of Punch goin' to see da maker, so it's her lot in life. Tough nuts, chick. You're a niggler now...

Oh. And Stag was too drunk to try to pick up da ball and Grumpy tried blockin' like a fair fighter and he's no good at dat (stick to da boot, Grumps...). So we lose. But it was a rousin' good time to wrastle with dem big girls and touch dere jobbies while we was smackin' em... so we go back wit' our women and make 'em wear clothes like dem zons while we get all hammered.... :)

Good game - fun times. We'll remember yous Punchy... we let Bulldog bury yer femurs in da backyard, so he'll remember ya too!
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