“Coach Mendifonte opened the door of the locking room. He heard the laughs and the voices of his players.
He stood in front of them.

'Whats this mockering!? -he slapped Baraja's face- Sit down, you stupid idiots! You think this is a joke? You could die out there, you dumb pieces of meat! Well...
Instructions for today are easy. Keep an eye on the vamps, they are strong, quick and very agile. However, lowering the number of the minions is also vital, in case they fall to their hunger. Remember, these guys can do the unexpected... Hit them hard, and place a boot when its needed, and keep yer eyes open. Ok?'

Game started well for the norsemen. By turn two, Wycombes fouler was out of the pitch, and missing its next game, with García Calvo was just placing himself towards man of the game...

Norsemen started to cross the pitch with two things in mind: killing and scoring. They did well...By the end of the first half, Wycombe Wampires had 7 players on the pitch... Unfortunately for us, we lost Álvaro Rubio, was killed on LoS duty.

Wampires started the second half decided to take more of us with them! And they almost managed it! Apo had to save one of our players from eternal oblivion, while the stretchers came to the bench full of unconscious players. Defense was desperate. Norsemen managed to take down the carrier, but rebound gave the ball back to the Wampires, that scored after that.

And then glory...

Norses managed to take the ball to the endzone without rerolls! In 2 perfect turns the men did what they were supposed to do and it all worked perfectly! Coach Mendifonte couldnt believe his eyes...He had won the game!

Woot!


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