“The Fox Meadows Saga- Season 3 A Fox in the Henhouse

Chapter 9 Kick back and relax.

There stood Harold proudly in front of the Madheads mobile canteen.

"Fox this has always been me dream to be the best caterer in the whole of the deserted Isles." Said Harold licking the bowl in his hand.

Since Harold's career ending injury in the previous round he had been busily sending memos to the start up company deserted dessert's in trying to sort out supply chains to set up Crumpetasrse's Cream bun emporium.

"Really!" said Fox "I thought you wanted to be the heaviest halfling on the Blood Bowl circuit!"

Fox had been in a relaxed mood this week after finally getting some positive results together and cruising to the semi final of the Hardy sole. Todays opponent was the nasty looking squad of goblins they called the Kick back Attack. Widely know for their dirty tactics and rough housing.
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"Rough house tactics fouling, don't you worry lads we are the masters of that game lets show erm what a Kick back looks like!" Bellowed Madhead Magoo as the squad ran out on to the feild.

With the Goblins kicking off Fox and Travis Hotwing sat on the bench. Not for long though almost immediately the hulking frame of all star troll Ripper Bolgrot launching a goblin attached to some sort of kite and running across the line to open the scoring.

Fox nodded at Travis. "Its hammer time mate."

Fox was quick to grab the ball from Kick off and held back deep. Slowly a swarm of Goblins were upon him smashing him to the ground despite him nimbly throwing the ball loose.

Fox leapt back to his feet and in the driving rain pulled up the ball and flung a spiralling pass the length of the paddock for Hotwing to cross to score.

1-1.

"Lets Go lads!" screamed Vim Throt picker seemingly the blood rush to his head saw him lob Keith "Moon face" Beazley into a goblin covering the back field.

Fox was quick to hop on the ball again and this time with the dissipating Goblin defence only really leaving Ripper to hold back the Mob.

Again Fox sprinted down the paddock and spun an inch perfect pass to Travis.

Hotwing again sprinted down the field and got his second.

High fives all round the mob were well on their way they just needed to turn over the ball and get one more.

Sure enough the brutal blocking game led by the dwarven front line. Again Fox spun out a pass to Hotwing and another score for the catcher to seal his hat trick. The pair of the walked back to the reserves bench gave each other a firm nod and sat on the bench.

Job done thought Fox now on to the finals.
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