“Haha, quite right. However, allow me in turn to nominate my esteemed opponent for said trophy, for had not every one of his rounds and kick-offs been delayed by one minute due to chatting with the gf, the game could easily have ended within half an hour. ;p

As for the game... I played like poop, showing a complete lack of understanding regarding the workings of a bashy team. My opponent on the other hand, whenever he was focused on the game, showed brilliantly how to outclass such team with pretty much the worse race in fumbbl. At the end I was so disgusted with my own play (and the dice, Blitz-Ra dead in turn 2 pretty much meant goodbye game and team), that all I wanted was to leave it behind me as fast as possible. A little too fast, as it turned out... ”