“291 ... 292 ... 293 ... 294 ... 295 ... 296 ... 297 ... 298 ... 299 ... 300
Eight 'cutters had to face the full orc squad of Politikercrew again.
But the spirit of Sparta flew threw their veins, as it was their 300th match.
They played as if their lives were on the scales.
The Daisycutters took the lead, when Tocko Orcwasher, who was the man of the match (some said he might be on drugs, but that has to be made evident first).
The orcs tried to advance over the side, but Tristan sprinted with reparkable speed (for a treeman) and nailed the orc thrower at the sideline.
Other orcs tried to free their ball carrier, but they failed to take Tristan down.
So he could knock the orc down on the spot. The ball went out and was thrown in deep into the open field, so Tocko could pick it up and run as fast his feet could carry him.
The orcs fouled Tristan off the field, he was too much a threat to them, after the previuos events.
Tocko Orcwasher was on the way to score again, but sadly a rookie orc lineman caught him.
Titus Talisker's life was taken by the crowd when two orcs pushed him to the sideline and a third one blitzed him off.
The Cutters became fewer and fewer. They tried as hard as possible to stop the orcs from scoring, but it shouldn't be.
Match 300 resulted in another loss. But at least we had hope for a draw quite until the final whistle.
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