Thursday, August 17, 2006
So Vince and I connected at Xavier's house last night for a game of Blood Bowl. I think the idea was that there was going to be a game between Xavier and another, but the other couldn't make it. So while Xavier played with minis and occasionally interjected comments about our match, my humans beat the crap out of Vince's orcs. ;)
Of course, luck had a strong part to play in the game. Vince won the toss at the beginning of the first half and -- no surprise -- chose to receive. I booted the ball. It bounced. And then we rolled for crowd reaction. Apparently my 14,000 fans were just a little on the twitchy side. They hopped to their feet, rushed the field and beat the hell out of Vince's orcs. Vince's 9,000 fans also rushed onto the field, but apparently they were wussy orcs. While nine out of Vince's eleven orcs were knocked down, only one of my human lineman took a beating.
Vince tried his best to work with the poor kickoff situation, but it really wasn't much of a surprise when one of my catchers rushed across the line of scrimmage, grabbed the ball and crossed into Vince's endzone for a touchdown. After a short Happy Snoopy Dance, we were setting up again, and I made another kickoff.
This time, things went well for Vince. He grabbed the ball and had his goons shoulder their way down the field on the right side of the field (well, right to me, left to Vince). After breaking through my pathetic line, Vince made a pass and had one of his running orcs make it to my endzone. Only two or three turns into the first half, and the score was tied at one. That was soon to change. >:)
Vince made his kickoff. I grabbed the ball with a thrower and handed off to a catcher, who then hid like a little coward behind a blitzer and a whole bunch of lineman. Our two collided in the middle of the field on the scrimmage line, pounding on each other for a few more turns of play. Eventually, my blitzers and linemen managed to punch a hole big enough for my catcher to get through. Dodging, dodging, dodging -- and hey, look, he's heading for the endzone! Yay! Another touchdown on turn seven, and my humans had taken a two-to-one lead over Vince's green folk.
Things had started going well on the kickoff for Vince around this time. On the kickoff rolls, he got a blitz, a high kick he was able to catch and even a rush. However, that was coupled with some nasty dice rolls against him.
As the second half began, I knew I had to keep my lead somehow while trying not to get pounded by the orcs (as they were pretty mad and ready to start fouling by this point). Once again, our teams slammed into each other. Vince had set up a good defensive position this time, so it was going to be hell for me to punch through this time.
Once again, my thrower got the ball and handed it off to a catcher (what -- throwers are actually meant to throw the ball, you say? Pshaw!). Hiding once again in the mass of human linemen and blitzers, I looked for an opening. No such luck for a couple of turns, though. The orcs and humans wanted to fight it out in the middle of the field again. After a couple of KOs and having my catcher knocked out into the crowd and put into the reserves, sadly I had taken an even greater lead over Vince. It was three-to-one as we entered the second half of the ... well, the second half.
Vince grabbed the ball and bunched up on my left/his right side, trying to bust some heads and get through. Well, I knew I just had to tie him up for awhile, so I played a little more conservatively than is proper for Blood Bowl. I slammed into some orcs here and there, but mostly, I just tried to tie up the big, green guys by putting them in my tackle zone.
In what could've been the play of the game, Vince made his move on the sixth turn. His blitzer had the ball, and the linemen, black orcs and the other blitzers had managed to pummel the crap out of my humans. Far too many of my players were lying on their backs. Vince's blitzer rushed across towards centre field, where he then tried to make a pass to a lineman near the endzone. The pass was good. The catch was not. If the lineman hadn't been so clumsy, that play would've been a well-earned touchdown. Sadly, Mr. Slippy Fingers dropped the ball.
After some fighting over the ball near my endzone, one of my blitzers took possession and raced up the centre of the field. It was pretty much over at that point, but we played out the last turn just to see what would happen. Nothing overly spectacular, I'm afraid.
Besides a quick game on FUMBBL about a month back, this is the first time I've played Blood Bowl in years -- and I can't, for the life of me, remember why I stopped. This game is too much fun. And it's even better when you can do the Happy Snoopy Dance at the end of the game. :D
Good game, Vince.
Of course, luck had a strong part to play in the game. Vince won the toss at the beginning of the first half and -- no surprise -- chose to receive. I booted the ball. It bounced. And then we rolled for crowd reaction. Apparently my 14,000 fans were just a little on the twitchy side. They hopped to their feet, rushed the field and beat the hell out of Vince's orcs. Vince's 9,000 fans also rushed onto the field, but apparently they were wussy orcs. While nine out of Vince's eleven orcs were knocked down, only one of my human lineman took a beating.
Vince tried his best to work with the poor kickoff situation, but it really wasn't much of a surprise when one of my catchers rushed across the line of scrimmage, grabbed the ball and crossed into Vince's endzone for a touchdown. After a short Happy Snoopy Dance, we were setting up again, and I made another kickoff.
This time, things went well for Vince. He grabbed the ball and had his goons shoulder their way down the field on the right side of the field (well, right to me, left to Vince). After breaking through my pathetic line, Vince made a pass and had one of his running orcs make it to my endzone. Only two or three turns into the first half, and the score was tied at one. That was soon to change. >:)
Vince made his kickoff. I grabbed the ball with a thrower and handed off to a catcher, who then hid like a little coward behind a blitzer and a whole bunch of lineman. Our two collided in the middle of the field on the scrimmage line, pounding on each other for a few more turns of play. Eventually, my blitzers and linemen managed to punch a hole big enough for my catcher to get through. Dodging, dodging, dodging -- and hey, look, he's heading for the endzone! Yay! Another touchdown on turn seven, and my humans had taken a two-to-one lead over Vince's green folk.
Things had started going well on the kickoff for Vince around this time. On the kickoff rolls, he got a blitz, a high kick he was able to catch and even a rush. However, that was coupled with some nasty dice rolls against him.
As the second half began, I knew I had to keep my lead somehow while trying not to get pounded by the orcs (as they were pretty mad and ready to start fouling by this point). Once again, our teams slammed into each other. Vince had set up a good defensive position this time, so it was going to be hell for me to punch through this time.
Once again, my thrower got the ball and handed it off to a catcher (what -- throwers are actually meant to throw the ball, you say? Pshaw!). Hiding once again in the mass of human linemen and blitzers, I looked for an opening. No such luck for a couple of turns, though. The orcs and humans wanted to fight it out in the middle of the field again. After a couple of KOs and having my catcher knocked out into the crowd and put into the reserves, sadly I had taken an even greater lead over Vince. It was three-to-one as we entered the second half of the ... well, the second half.
Vince grabbed the ball and bunched up on my left/his right side, trying to bust some heads and get through. Well, I knew I just had to tie him up for awhile, so I played a little more conservatively than is proper for Blood Bowl. I slammed into some orcs here and there, but mostly, I just tried to tie up the big, green guys by putting them in my tackle zone.
In what could've been the play of the game, Vince made his move on the sixth turn. His blitzer had the ball, and the linemen, black orcs and the other blitzers had managed to pummel the crap out of my humans. Far too many of my players were lying on their backs. Vince's blitzer rushed across towards centre field, where he then tried to make a pass to a lineman near the endzone. The pass was good. The catch was not. If the lineman hadn't been so clumsy, that play would've been a well-earned touchdown. Sadly, Mr. Slippy Fingers dropped the ball.
After some fighting over the ball near my endzone, one of my blitzers took possession and raced up the centre of the field. It was pretty much over at that point, but we played out the last turn just to see what would happen. Nothing overly spectacular, I'm afraid.
Besides a quick game on FUMBBL about a month back, this is the first time I've played Blood Bowl in years -- and I can't, for the life of me, remember why I stopped. This game is too much fun. And it's even better when you can do the Happy Snoopy Dance at the end of the game. :D
Good game, Vince.
// posted by Chris @ 8:48 AM 
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