“Turtleman "Histry was made tonight! We done went up o'r first clawpomber and ooo wee we were not prepare!"

Neal "this thing was as vicious as a baer!"

Turtle "he had huge claws, stood ov'r 7 feet tall, and was stuff full of nasty! Done rip'd mah favorite jacket too!"

on the first turn, the apothecary was needed to deal with the damage of the clawpombing minotaur.

Turtle "we were getting whupp'd left and right until we saw an opportunity to kick the ballcarrier. He was bout to score and then the funniest thing done happen...he just stood at the endzone."

Neal "Just standin there doing nothin...like a baer in honey."

Turtle "so we done popped him down and wrangled around the ball. Was some great live action but not enough. Like a coon, this elf was slippery and he just sprung up and attacked Neal and took the ball into the endzone...no more staring around."

but by second half the turtle gang got together. Neal and the Mule man tricked the pomb and sewed up the score...2-1. Lookin good gang! Lookin good.

Turtleman "But that dang racoon slipped around again and again just stopped and stared at the sky at the endzone. we hads a chance but blew it."

in the end we stale mated vs our first cpomb.

the score: 2-2

the reward: icicle pops and a new dirty player”