“Despite the luck counter, today was not my day on field. 2perfect defence and a pitch invasion against, with a gift of 2RRs to my opponent never made me confortable on the field. Practically I never attakked today. Despite this I consider myself satisfied by my performance. I played a good bloodballgame and consider myself beaten by luck more than skill. For sure I had some lucky moments. I had a great scramble run with my QB, who caused my only score (thanks to a boneheaded ogre more than my dicerolls) and was not overplayed on the trenches, despite my being often forced to block 1dice. But if at the eventrolls you join 3gfit, a catch at4 and a couple of dodges at3 and 4 in my opponent's 2TD (most of these rolls with no RR) you could understand why this loss makes me feel hard to accept the result. But my opponent played quite well, had a solid game and did not made big mistakes...so I should concede him honestly my praise for his win. Hope one day in a rematch, wishing the "Zulu Kulo" best luck for the future, feeling just a sportive sense of rivalry in which I hope one day to prevail. This was I hope just the first act of a long and bitter (just on the field naturally) rivalry...A rivalry in which my guys hope to call the win one day.
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