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Post by tencoin on Jun 12, 2017 23:38:35 GMT
Sure. What time? I'm flexible. I can start Saturday from 10am PST to noon PST or after 7pm PST. Sunday I can start from 10-11am PST or after 8pm PST. I want to say Sunday at 11am PST, but didn't you say you had guildball at noon?
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Post by michaels on Jun 12, 2017 23:45:58 GMT
I can start Saturday from 10am PST to noon PST or after 7pm PST. Sunday I can start from 10-11am PST or after 8pm PST. I want to say Sunday at 11am PST, but didn't you say you had guildball at noon? I managed to move the gb to Saturday @ 4pst & I have to leave Sunday by 1230.
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Post by tencoin on Jun 12, 2017 23:48:38 GMT
I want to say Sunday at 11am PST, but didn't you say you had guildball at noon? I managed to move the gb to Saturday @ 4pst & I have to leave Sunday by 1230. Alrighty. Lets say Sunday 10am PST then. That should be more than enough time.
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Post by apolloswill on Jun 13, 2017 0:41:17 GMT
(1-1-0*) The Crusaders Elite vs. Da Big Red Machine (2-2-0*) (Human 1090) Nails vs. Bubs(Orc 1210) 1 - 2 (OT)
*Wins - Losses - Losses by Submission (UBC)
First Quarter-final were close to kick-off. It had not taken long from announcement, for coaches and managers to arrange a time and place. The place was Olympus, a place of holiness and The Crusaders Elite. The stadium were filled up with Cheering Fans from both teams. Crusaders first receiving. As soon as the ball landed, men were send against orcs, trying to punch through the middle. A catcher ran on the outside of it, and toward the end zone, while Jesus Girly Thrower secured the ball deep in his own end. A big punch from the Crusader's Ogre, knocking out the Machine's troll. Punching back and forth the team got spread over the line. To the one side and catcher and blitzer was playing tag. In the middle the ogre was trying to add some orcs casualties, but they were not as easy to knock out as the troll. To the other side, a small group from both side, was ensuring they couldn't get past each other. A quick groin kick from the orc Michajlov, send a crusader lineman out, not able to recover for the rest of the match. Shortly after a orc blitzer joined to orc in the knock out box. Jesus kept moving up the sideline. Not with much protections from his team mates, but they had each of the orcs stuck in fighting and marking, keeping Jesus safe. Getting close to end zone, the fight got closer and closer to the ball carrier, a small cage gathering around jesus with orcs marking them up, forcing them all the way to the line of the side. Before getting pushed all the way to the side line, Jesus made a quick switch, running around a group of orcs, making a short pass to a lineman, at the middle protected by the ogre and a blitzer. But Larionov was smooth, making a long unnoticed run, though almost falling over a left helmet from an earlier fight, knocking the lineman down. Ball was free, but surround by human, who all was marked by orcs. Jesus tries to get back to the ball, but is tackled, the ball now rolling in between orcs. The human pushing, finally get the ball to roll out under the heap of bodies. Holy Helmet grabs it out from between a mix of orcs and human legs. Butter Fingers sees it, and runs for the end zone. Holy Helmet get free, toss the ball, right in to Butter Fingers hands...touchdown. 1-0 to the Crusaders. It's perfect Blood Bowl weather, with only a gentle gust of wind. Orcs receiving, only a short time left of first half. But nothing comes out of it, before the ref calls of the half. In the half, Da Big Red Machine finally wakes up the troll. They are ready to receive again. As the ball goes to the air, the Crusader sees the chance for a blitz, and goes for it. They are sending most of their team down deep on the orcs half, before they orcs can even react. But they can't make it all the way, as the ball landed near the end zone. Larionov is again smooth, runs back and knock out a crusader with a mighty blow. Maltsev the orc thrower secures the ball, and pass it right away to Larionov. Kasatonov, had his evil eye on Holy Helm from the pass in first half, and smashes his knee. A blitzer sees it, and tries to avoid the same faith, dodging away from Kasatonov. But the black orc is too quick, and tackles him, knocking him out. The crusaders lost three players in no time. But that was not enough. While players are being carried off the field, three linemen are trying to take down the troll. They get it to the ground, but he lands on one of the linemen, knocking him out. Now down five players all in all. It is seven players against 9, not good especially when those nine are orcs. Outnumbered like that, the crusaders have almost no chance to stop the orcs. Larionov running toward the end zone, only protected by the other other Orc of the duo, Krutov. The Ogre manage to knockout an orc, but no help as all, as a black orc at the same time, knocks out Jesus Girly Throw. Larionov hands the ball to another blitzer Petrov, who runs it in for a touchdown. 1-1. No time left. Crusaders need to receive. This look like Overtime. But it at least give two of the crusaders a chance to wake up, making it eight against nine. The crusaders set up, to take a chance to score quickly before the timer runs out. The fans from both teams are going nuts, cheering, and whistling. The ball, lands, but the crusaders is not even able to get their hands on the ball before it is over, and we are in overtime. Another Crusaders wakes up, though Jesus still sleeping. The important coin toss. Who will get the ball here in overtime? Da Big Red Machine wins it. The ball is send off with a High Kick. The nine vs nine only last for a minute. A crusader gets knockout, and the orcs again have the advantage. Maltsev grabs the ball and runs to the middle, the orcs making a cage around him. But a linemen sees an opportunity between the troll and a black orc, jumps in between them, and stuns Maltev, with himself on the ground. The ball is free and out of the cage. But as a well-oiled machine, Da Red, pushes the humans aside, making a wall around the ball. Larionov runs in, and grabs the ball. Jekil Fentleberry tries the same tactic as the last lineman. But instead of facing an orc thrower, his is facing an orc with a might blow. He get's so badly hurt, he won't return for the rest of the match. Larionov runs for it. Butter Fingers try to catch him, but is pushed away by another orc. Larionov scores. 2-1 to Da Big Red Machine. Please all welcome, Da Big Red Machine, to the Ultimate Bowler Semi-Final.
Note: TV is calculated based on no changes on team, level up getting +STR and journeymen needed
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Post by apolloswill on Jun 13, 2017 0:43:12 GMT
Watch out for this thread for the next match report to be posted (hopefully tomorrow)
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Post by apolloswill on Jun 14, 2017 3:15:39 GMT
(1-1-0*) UBC Titans vs. Meat Puppets (2-0-0*) (Khemri 1060) Kaiser vs. Tector (Necro 1130) 0 - 3
*Wins - Losses - Losses by Submission (UBC)
The second quarter-finale were getting set up. It was the silence of death, as the two teams entered the stadium of the Old World. A few bones rattling, a wolf now and again, singing to a moon, hidden behind the perfect sun, a tomb guardian dragging it's rags, skeletons and zombies in an eerie march, ready to prove to the living, that one of these team, rightfully belong in the top of the Ultimate Bowler. The meat puppets are getting setting up, strong on their left side. A bit unorthodox, but known to be successful by talented coaches. The UBC Titans sets up strong with all four tomb guardians on the skirmish line. Ball is away. A high kick. A wight runs behind the titans defense, pushes a skeleton into a guardian, who find itself surrounded by the other side. Knocked to the ground by a golem, followed up with zombie, jumping on it's head. Clearly a foul, but the ref don't see it. The Guardian, Tank Abbott is clearly badly hurt, but all just snickers, as it will quickly regenerate, but it doesn't. In the first minute, one of the titans is out. Another Tomb Guardian is trying to pay out some revenge, but with its swing, it does manage to take a golem down, but get so wrapped out in it's rags, that it becomes ineffective, and carried out to the knock out box. Hopefully they will be able to unwrap it quickly and get it back in the fight. A wight knocks out a skeleton, two golems presses another tomb guardian to the ground, while a zombie again try to foul. The ref still don't see anything, but the guardian seem alright. He get's up, but surrounded, it only takes a moment for the Puppets to take him down again, and of course another foul. The ref is now spotted...drinking a Bloodweiser with a chaos dwarf behind the dug out. Down to eight against eleven, the Titans tries to even the odds. The Thro-Ra, Johnny Football IV, almost rips an arm of a zombie, for sure fracturing it, but the Meat's Puppets Necromance, already have a new arm ready. Won't be long, before that zombie will be back in the game. The rest of the Meat Puppet's team don't even seem to notice they are a zombie down for now, as they are too busy fouling the one Guardian, and finally, it have to be dragged out too, knock out for now. Halfway through 1st half, none of the spectators have even watched the ball. Too much other carnage to keep an eye with. But one of the werewolves, have stayed in the back, and now, with a lot more empty pitch, is running up the sideline, easily protected against the outmanned titans. Another skeleton knocked out. If you are keeping count, you will know it's now ten against six. Wait, ten against five, as a zombie just fouled a skeleton, sending him out for the rest of the match. It clear to see, who have the better necromancer. And ref still drinking. Sowarg Weylyn continues toward the end zone. Johnny Football IV, tries to make room through the other werewolf, but stuns himself. Sowarg runs in, an it scores. 1-0 to the Meat Puppets. An amazing start for them. Their tactic of fouling and not showing fear for the Guardians, have proven itself very successful. Let's take a look at the sideline, and see if any of the Titans are ready to come back in. One Guardian seem to be up again together with a skeleton. Titans still completely out-numbered. They only have seven players on the field against a full team of the Puppets, but it's almost half time, and maybe their necromancer can get the other tomb guardian up. The weather stays nice, and ball is send deep. Most of the puppets are staying back, as for waiting for the clock to run out, with only three zombies on the skirmish line as by the rules. The skeleton Iron Sandal the III, smashes the hand of the zombie, Sextus Bonecollector, but again the necromancer does his magic. Half time. Don't know what happened in the half time, except the UBC Titans necromancer is still not doing much. The tomb guardian and a skeleton stayed out. Still seven against eleven. High Kick, but Johnny is not able to catch it. While the Thro-Ra's tries to pick up the ball, the rest of the team tries to get a wolf out. A guardian punches it, and it goes down, but also takes the guardian with it. This is a perfect chance for the two wights to run up the field, knock the thro-ra down, and mark up the ball. Do you remember, Iron Sandal the III? He send Sextus Bonecollector out in the first half. Even if you don't, Sextus did. He is making Iron Sandal pay the price, and sending him the same way. And you guess right, the UBC titans necromancer, can't seem to be bothered. Six to eleven. With no Khermis around, Simlarg the Howler, picks up the pigskin and runs it in for a Touchdown. 2-0 to the Meat Puppets. Ball getting kicked off to the UBC Titans again. One zombie ready to fight again, the tomb guardian still wrapped up in getting his rags sorted out. It does not look good for the Titans. And a Blitz. Meat Puppets surprises the Titans. But they can't make it all the way to the ball. Johnny Football IV have a chance. He first "runs" up and knocks Sowarg Weylyn to the ground, runs back, picks up the ball, and moves...no, he falls over a rock, and knocks himself out. This is Nuffle poetry. Simlarg the Howler grabs the ball from underneath the knockout Thro-Ra and runs toward the end zone. The other Thro-Ra, tries to block a wright, but somehow (not certain how it is medical possible), pinch a nerve. The necromancer can not even fix a none-existing nerve. Simlarg runs the ball in for it's second touchdown, and the third for the Puppets. 3-0. What is that? The Tomb Guardian that have been resting all this time, is finally ready. One can only wonder, why not, almost done with the match, and down with three touchdowns. And neither can the fans. They got enough, invading the pitch. Before the final fan is kicked off the field, half of the meat puppets are stunned to the ground. The rest of the match goes quickly. Spectators still busy fighting in the stands, and the ref must have finished his Bloodweiser, because he comes out, clearly drunk, whistling the end of the match. Yes, Kaiser was surely on the wrong side of nuffle in this match, but Tector also picked an amazing tactic. The way he disabled the use of the Tomb Guardians quickly and fouling whenever he could. He help put the situation in that direction and took full advantage of it. Please all welcome, the second Quarter-finalist, Meat Puppets, to the Ultimate Bowler Semi-Final. An amazing job. Was fun to watch (don't ask Kaiser). Hats off to Kaiser for not conceding. Was expecting to seeing the first submission half way through this match.
Note: TV is calculated based on no changes on team, level up getting +STR and journeymen needed
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Post by michaels on Jun 14, 2017 6:17:10 GMT
I thought Meat Puppets was Tector...
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Post by apolloswill on Jun 14, 2017 9:52:32 GMT
I thought Meat Puppets was Tector... You are absolutely right..dang it. I will get that correctd. Sorry tector. Was trying to keep track of kaisers names
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Post by apolloswill on Jun 18, 2017 7:09:03 GMT
(2-0-0*) Norbagge United vs. Chaos, Beards and Horns (1-1-0*) (Norse 1110) Knockoff vs. Dragonvisper (C. Dwarf 1030) 3 - 0
*Wins - Losses - Losses by Submission (UBC)
Half way through the quarter-finals, half-way through finding the top four players, which will incl. the Champion and the two Contenders for the UBC. The first quarter-final with Team Havol vs. Team Rocketdeath. The chatter have been going on in the corners of the taverns; Can Dragonvisper, only one of the two left from team Havol, take down, the famous Knockoff, who represented Iron Phoenix in the World Cup. To turn the heat down a bit, the match was set in the cold north, at the Circle, stadium of the Norbagge United. To keep the dwarves warm, they Bloodweiser Babes had travelled with them, and was standing ready by the stand, with a fresh brew of the Bloodweiser. When Ingort Kjelstaad and Langri Boritson entered the pitch, all the Norse fans got to their feet and starting chanting "Norbagge...Norbagge...Norbagge always United". Norbagge were to receive first. Norbagge United did a Quick Snap before Chaos, Beards and Horns were ready. The berserker Sigvald Codpiece put his shoulder into the hobgoblin Hejami Giantstomach, proving that even if the stomach is big, a perfectly place push, can send you out for the rest of the match, injured. A lineman, knocks out a chaos dwarf. In a frenzy, an ulfwerener pushes another chaos dwarf right up to the sideline, and with a quick blitz from Langri Boritson, the chaos dwarf is getting stumped on by the hardened norse fans. Seconds in to the match, and the dwarves are down three players. Ingort secures the ball. What a bad start for Dragonvisper. Before even having a chance to give a command, this game seems over. But this is Ultimate Bowler, and many amazing Bowlers have come back from worse. A Bull Centaur, gets a berserker to the ground, and almost before he hits the green, a goblin, fouls him. No damage, and the ref ignores it. A berserker knocks a hobgoblin into the Bull, knocking the Hobgoblin to the ground, and the bull to the sideline. A lineman, just seemingly taps the bull, and fans are ready to drag the centaur out, and finish him. With most of the field cleared, Ingort runs up, midway down in the dwarves half. Even unprotected, it does not look like any of Chaos, Beards and Horns, will be able to get to him. A foul from another hobgoblin, but nothing happens. The norse wants revenge. They knocks down the dwarf Ratthak Burntsoul, and five norse gangs up on him, and starts fouling, until his ankle is smashed, and he have to be carried out. The ref blows his whistle, and picks one of the norse, Langri, one of the Norse strongest players, and gives him the red card. A bittersweet revenge for Dragonvisper. The game have turned in to an unfair fouling feast. A hobgoblin puts his foot to a downed Ulfwerener, stunning him. The ref certainly have gotten enough and send that goblin off the pitch as well. A berserkers sends another goblin off the sideline, where the fans knocks him out. A setup push from one norse allows another norse to blitz a dwarf, sending him the same way as the hobgoblin, reducing them to only having three players left on the pitch. It's a blood bath. One of the dwarves was knocked to the ground. Not seemingly wanting to get up and back in the fight, the Norse surrounds him, and with a body slam from a norse, he is knocked out. Ingort looks around, seeing the timer of first half almost done. He smiles and waves to his fans, and dances the pigskin in for a touchdown. 1-0 to Norbagge. There is just enough time to send the ball off, for the dwarves to receive. As the ball is mid air, the norse does a Blitz, a quick exchange of blows, but nothing really happens, and we are on to second half. Let's see if Dragonsvisper's Brilliant Coaching will help the dwarves, seven players against eleven opponents. The dwarves send the Norbagge's skirmish line defense to the ground, stunning two of them. The ball is deep in their end and they secure it. A bull standing between the Norse and the ball carrying Hobgoblin, is surrounded, and a frenzied berserker, knocks it out. The other bull dodges away from a norse and takes off downfield. The hobgoblin hands the ball to another, who runs up the sideline and within mid range, tries to pass to the bull. The pass is accurate, but it slips out of the hands of the centaur. This gives the norse an opportunity to gain the ball. Dauntless, the runner Gruttar Trollburner blitzes down and pushes the bull away from the ball, and then runs in, and sweeps the ball up in his hands. Khaarh Heavyblaster, gets up from the ground, placing an uppercut on Olaf Haraldson, and he falls down and lands on his hand, smashing it. He will surely be out for the rest of the match, and most likely the next as well. With only six players left on Chaos, Beards and Horns, the norse have no problem moving up field. Gruttar makes a short pass to the berserker Sigvald Codpiece, which runs down and score. 2-0 to Norbagge United. Everyone that was knocked out, have received the Bloodweiser Babes' treatment, and is ready to fight again. It will be eight against ten, the dwarves ready to receive. The ball lands a short distance from the skirmish line. Once again, the Norse makes a blitz, and sets up a cage, ready to catch the ball as it lands. Gruttar catches it with ease. The norse quickly turn the defense in to offensive. A dwarf makes a strange dodge in to a group of Norse, but his is quickly tackled and taken to the ground. The norse waste no time, and runs up the field. Gruttar makes a quick pass to an Ulfwerener, Hular Ulfeid, but the claws makes it hard for it to hold on to the ball. The two hobgoblins, playing as safety, tries to get to the ball, or at least making it hard for the norse to pick up. One of the bulls runs up from the back, marking the norse. A chaos dwarf tries to move his short legs in to position to support, but it is too much for him, and his legs gives out under him, sending him on his back. The norse pushes the hobgoblins away, and Hular picks up the ball. With the rest of the norse, opening a path for him, he runs the ball in to the end zone, scoring to 3-0, and the match is over. A tough math for Dragonvisper, who still tried the end. Congratulation to Knockoff for reaching the semi-final.
Note: TV is calculated based on no changes on team, level up getting +STR and journeymen needed
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Post by apolloswill on Jun 18, 2017 20:50:29 GMT
(2-0-0*) Ultimate Butter Coks vs. Furious Rage(1-2-0*) (Undead 960) Michaels vs. Tencoin (Norse 1110) 3 - 2 (OT)
*Wins - Losses - Losses by Submission (UBC)
Back to Homeland, the stadium of Furious Rage, last hope of team Havol facing Michaels, esteemed coach of the Undead team, Ultimate Butter Coks. The Bloodweisers Babes, that was with Chaos, Beards and Horns, took the short distance from Circle, the stadium of Norbagge United, to support Ultimate Butter Coks. Match is off, the Undead receiving. The ball lands just short of the skirmish line, and what a Perfect Defense by Tencoin. Michaels have to be aggressive to gain control of the ball. The Mummy Looksee lands a mighty blow on Driftafrear. That lineman is sure out for the rest of the match. A zombie follows up, but is knocked to the ground, giving the norse an opportunity to steal the ball quickly. A quick opening made by the Ulfwerener, give enough space for Grettir to run in and pick up the ball. The Butter Coks, runs back trying to block any open path for Grettir, but the norse just keep punching their way through. The two ghouls runs down in front of Grettir, trying to get him to the ground, but he dodges the punches. A zombie trying to mark the norse, protecting the back of the ball carrier, gets knocked out. Hopefully those Bloodweiser Babes will warm him up. Grettir finds an opening, dodges away from Whitey the ghoul, and runs the ball in to 1-0. A quick defensive touchdown by the Furious Rage. An amazing start. The weather stays nice, as the Ultimate Butter Coks gets a second drive, hopefully more successful than the first. The ball is quickly picked up by Spiney the Ghoul, not leaving anything to chance, while a mummy knocks out a lineman. Ofeigmoar, puts a foot to a zombies ribs, cracking them, in a way even a zombie can't regenerate from. That zombie, will sure be out for the rest of the match and most likely the next one as well. The undeads commit to the sideline, with a strong defense of a mummy, wight and zombies. Spiney seem well protected. At the opposite side, a zombie gets knockout. The norse makes a shield wall around the dead, forcing Spiney to shift in to the middle. Carl the Wight, gives Eilifdora, such a beating, that the lineman have to be carried out, and he won't be able to fight again in this match. Furious Rage shift with the undead to the middle, but once again, Spiney makes a quick move, back to the sideline, now having more of an opening to the end zone, but a lineman follows him. Knocking him to the ground. It's nobodies ball now. Everyone desperately tries to get to the ball, before the half is over, but nobody is successful. First half is over, Ultimate Butter Coks behind 0-1, and the Furious Rage are receiving. This is looking bright for the last Havol team. A high kick, but the norse is not able to catch it. Rark the Fierce, blitzes a zombie, knocking it out, while Grettir secures the ball, running up the sideline. Looksee knocks down and out a berserker, and able to mark Grettir. Whitey the ghouls tries to get over and help the defense, but get tackle, landing straight on it's spine. He is knocked out. Grettir dodges away from the mummy, he is going for, really going for it, and he scores his second touchdown in this match. 2-0 to Furious Rage, the match should be over, unless Michaels score real quick. This is clearly Brilliant Coaching by Tencoin. The match continues quickly. Carl picks up the ball, and passes it, across the field to Spiney, who takes off, like a bat out of hell. Looksee knocks out a lineman, moves down and holds two norses, who will have to do some excellent dodges to get to the ghoul and ball. One of them tries, but Looksee have a hold on him, knocks him out cold. Spiney looks around and see nobody that can get to it. Its run as fast as possible, in to the end zone, making it 2-1. But is it enough, halfway through second half, the norse now receiving? The undead is not used to the Nice Weather, and the kick fails, giving a touchback to the norse. Grettirs get the skin. The teams meets in the middle. Halfdan the stout, blitzes the zombie Herpa, ripping its head off, the two parts carried of the field, but the Butter Coks necromancer, quickly sew it back, and Herpa should be ready shortly. Grettir runs around the team, protected by Halfdan and another norse. Rark the fierce tries to take out Carl, but the exchange knocks the Ulfwerener out. A mummy knocks out the berserker Ofeig. Is that the second or third time Ofeig takes a rest at the sideline? Grettir, dauntless as they come, knocks Looksee to the ground with a quick blitz and runs up field. But Carl is quick to mark him, and Spiney comes running, smacking Grettir to the ground and the ball loose. The time is almost up. They have to score now, to tie the game. Whitey runs up field. A berserker tries to take him down, but only able to push him. Grettir gets up, trying to hold Slimey away from the ball, but Carl tag teams him with a mummy, who knocks him out. Spiney is able to pick up the ball, run down the field, hand it off to Whitey, who dodges away from the berserker, and goes for it...its Incredible. They score. 2-2, just as the time runs out. We are in to overtime. Most of the knocked out Norse get to their senses, but Ultimate Butter Coks wins the coinflips and will receive, a clear advantage, when in overtime. The Furious Rage Cheering Fans is doing the best to boost the norses' morale. The balls goes deep, and Spiney picks it up. The undead is going through the middle, pushing the outnumbered Norse aside. Looksee knocks out another one, the fifth he got out in this match. Rark knocks out Herpa, the head not perfectly aligned by the necromancers work. Borrveig, sets his eyes on Derpa, Herpa's wing mate, and injury it badly. But nothing the necromancer can't fixed. At least Herpa and Derpa, can share a meal in the reserve box. Spiney and Whitey sees an opening and is able to get deep in to the field of the Furious Rage. Rark certainly want to get to them, trying to get free to move, knocking out a zombie. Whitey marks up Grettir, who is close to the ball, but he dodges, and blitzes Spiney, knocking it to its back. Ball falls out of Spiney's hands by lands instead in Whitey's. Whitey, secure the ball tightly under his arm, dodges out, and he runs. He is going for it, and he scores...this is amazing. Behind 2-0, and they are still able to win the match 3-2. Ultimate Butter Coks is in the semi-finals. What a disappointment for team Havol. Not a single team left to compete for the crown. Congratulation to Michaels. What a crazy comeback.
Note: TV is calculated based on no changes on team, level up getting +STR and journeymen needed
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Post by apolloswill on Jun 18, 2017 20:51:20 GMT
Alright...have to give my respect to Team Rocketdeath. What an amazing accomplishment.
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