So, if FilmGeek scored, then FaerieBeth grabbed it, then I’m grabbing it from her and raging around the field with it, pantsing people left and right.
FilmGeek sees the shrimp dip and wanders off to eat. I’ll be back tomorrow, fellow ballers.
The ball is still sitting in the middle, with the score now 5-3 in favor of The Rage Machine (Sorry, FaerieBeth, it’s just easier for me to remember this way.) The Naked Mole Rats aren’t out of it though! Let’s go, Team 1!
Oh, and featherlou, FaerieBeth didn’t grab the ball, she just congratulated her teammates. Simply posting doesn’t necessarily mean a touch, the post has to say that they’re touching the ball in some fashion, where it came from, and that they’re sending it off.
Harimad-sol, having gotten a bit lost on her way to the library, wanders onto the field. She sees the unattended ball sitting all by its lonesome and feeling sorry for it, she scoops it up. Unfortunately, no one’s paying attention, due to the…hey, naked guy! Is this yours? You are still naked, right, JimSox5?
featherlou tackles Harimad-sol with a flying block from out of nowhere, having had a nice dinner and back in the game again. She punts the ball down the field for…
featherlou punts the ball to… Monstre! catching the ball on the run and charging full tilt into an upfield runback. He tramples one Rage player, then stiff-arms another, letting loose with a battle cry… “Nekkid Mole Rats! To me!!”
Leaping over another defender, he slings the ball out to…
Harimad-sol, who has gotten up and thanked the deities she wasn’t wearing a skirt. She runs down the field, resolving to tune out all distractions, and passes to…
FaerieBeth, who quickly begins to run the other way, looking to pass the ball to…
FaerieBeth, we meet again!
I realize the ball rolls over to me…I do my super Korean soccer kick, even though I never passed phys ed…and it goes to…
Strinka! Again. He tackles the nearest opponent (sorry dare_devil007_) and loses the ball in the process. It is picked up by…
Yes, Harimad, I’m still naked. A spill-over from the photo/flirt thread earlier, eh? 
Harimad-sol, who kicks it as hard as she can to…
(No one can prove that I’m looking at you, JimSox5.)
Monstre snags the pass from Harimad-sol.
He shoots! He scores!
Having just learned the game was on, Sternvogel wanders onto the field and puts the ball in play by kicking it to what he hopes is one of his Soaring Naked Mole Rat teammates.
featherlou snags it with an incredibly graceful leap, pirouettes in the air, drops deftly to her feet, and snaps a pass to…
So, that makes it 5-4 in favor of the Rage Machine. Tight game. One of the better ones so far. It’s about time, Team 1.
(It’s okay, Harimad, I don’t need proof )
Me, as I wonder where everybody else is, head down to the local Greyhound station, and put the ball on a bus – which pulls out of the depot and heads up Main Street to…
Harimad-sol, who had slipped away from the game for homework and dinner. The bus stops, the door opens, and the ball bounces down the steps. She grabs it and runs for the field, scanning it for a teammate to pass to, ducking out of the way of the ref, giving him a quick leer as she runs by…
Well, I’m long overdue for some sleep, so if something happens, be sure to make it very clear for when Hal gets back, unless somebody else wants to ref for awhile. As for me, I’ll be dabbling in the body paints so that my teammates can find my nekkid self when I rejoin them in the morning.
Unfortunately for the Soaring Naked Mole Rats, Priceguy appears surrounded by a shining halo of sacred light, which mesmerizes Harimad-sol to the point where she wilfully surrenders the ball and sits down to reconsider her life. Balancing the ball on the bridge of his nose, Priceguy starts walking at a leisurely pace, and who shows up to take possession if not…