“Rather an odd experience to have someone concede on me, and only half-way through the game - I reminded him I was playing Goblins, am widely recognised as the King of Quadroskulls, have only the vaguest grasp of the principles of BB tactics, but no.

That said, the Goblins had been on uncharacteristically devastating form, splattering frogs left right and centre, and the other team were down to four men. (Mostly down to dice, as my main contribution to the flow of the match in the first half consisted of throwing my ball-carrier into the crowd - the kind of deft touch which followers of my games have come to expect.) Even so, I feel my opponent gave me too much credit: it would have been nice to see how it would've worked out. ”