And if that’s how we’re playing, I’ve got thirteen gajillion points for a Wonky Faint.
Ahem!
Don’t mess with me, pup. I’m a vet.
Going back to my return, the ball has legally gone:
Scuba_Ben
harmless
x-ray vision
Scuba_Ben
Phelan
harmless
JimSox5
What I think you’re missing, Omniscient, is that anyone can touch the ball once it changes teams. The ball cannot go, say, harmless to CandidGamera and back to harmless for the score, but it can go harmless to Draelin and back to harmless.
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Yeah, what she said.
What’s going on out here? Oh! a game, can I play? Harmless isn’t on my team this time. gotta remember that and not save it for her.
icky, my shoes are muddy, and I’m cold. I’ll just toss the ball over my shoulder, and go in for some cocoa.
I’m thinking I may be the last legal touch…
But, you can take the ball from me if you want.
If you can. mwahahahaha
Sorry, harmless, it’s still JimSox5’s ball. Feel free to take a swipe at it, though.
You sure about that, amigo?
Instant Replay posts 76-78.
I believe that’s where the fumble occurred.
D’oh!
I didn’t see the follow up.
I sit corrected, Almighty Hal
: snatches the ball from…who was it again? scroll, scroll, scroll… JimSox5! :
Eh, mom’s calling.
I gotta go home for supper…
: tosses the ball back onto the field :
You’re doubting the ref? :dubious:
Ah. That’s better.
On a related note, woohoo! Time to go home! Self-ref rules apply unless someone from another time zone wants to pick up the whistle.
And hey, maybe when I come back in tomorrow, Team 1 will actually have a point.
No ref? Sweet, Team One can cheat now…
I grab Harmless’ lob and am looking for a teammate for the score…
Yet while Nightwatch Trailer looks for a teammate, danceswithcats snags the ball, pauses to finish a beer, belches loudly, and boots the ball downfield to…
Draelin wanders back onto the field after dinner, a couple beers, and some quality time with the couch, catches danceswithcats punt, and turns to throw the ball downfield to …
And is it just me, or do the Chickens of Bristol really know how to clean out a six-pack?
Not sure if I can keep up with the fast pace of this game, but I think I can catch that pass from my all time brand new best friend and teammate Draelin and kick it in for a point.
Jayn catches the ball passed to her by Draelin. A quick glance, a feint, and she whips the ball into the goal.
The Chickens of Bristol are sharp as a pistol when they do the chicken stomp. After that, dredge the stomped chicken in flour and spices, before frying in hot oil.
Having scored another point, we leave the ball at midfield, awaiting activity from scoreless Team one.
Seeing at there doesn’t seem to have been a legal touch since the goal, JimSox5 picks up the ball and headbutts it towards. . .
danceswithcats who shoves the fried chicken into his Doperball shorts pocket, wipes his hands on his jersey, winks at the cheerleaders before grabbing the pass from JimSox5 and kicks it downfield to…
Phelan, who receives the pass from danceswithcats, and puts it in the net for another goal. TIC-TAC-TOE, BABY!!!