“Oh Slow Soul... if only you were fast enough to get out of the way of that piece of the cement benches some wicked Delver fan threw. Alas. We have not written you completely off yet - though we may petition a name change to Weak Soul."

Dusty Fingers held their composure after seeing their teammate fell by wicked fans to start the game. As was the plan for the team for most of its existence, we lean on Swamp Lizard till he falls down or moves out of the way making us fall. He caused the first turnover as he broke his way through for a blitz on the ball carrier. It was enough to disrupt and have the dorfs scatter. They recovered, but Swampy came through again with a 2D blitz in the open field to keep the Delvers from the endzone. 0-0 at the half.

The crowd HATED that... so a Riot ensued, which really just played into our hands a bit more. Smokey Joe caught the kick-off (improbably) and handed off to a caged Swamp Lizard... from there it was a little dart south, cut middle, and avoid letting the the tiny purple ones get a clean hit on Swampy.

"Good game, PC. Dice didn't do you any favors after I made a mess of things. If its any consolation - which I'm sure you knew - neither of us are gonna get past Luckville.”