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Me, who suddenly has an overwhelming need to pee. After a rather long bathroom break, I wander back onto the field and hand the ball off to…
(Sorry, I have no idea what was on the floor in there, but the ball sort of rolled into the puddle.)
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Myself, who catches it with a 3 foot pair of tongs, and gingerly passes it to
Rhythmdvl, after sitting at his desk for about 30 hours… descends into a coma
Noting Rhythmdvl’s sleeping form, Inner Stickler wipes the ball off and sneaks away with it but gets distracted by a shiny coin and tosses it to…
[QUOTE=Inner Stickler]
Noting Rhythmdvl’s sleeping form, Inner Stickler wipes the ball off and sneaks away with it but gets distracted by a shiny coin and tosses it to…
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Me, for the steal. I jump, rise six inches and don’t fall. Attempting to utilize my hovering, I end up tripping over a wiener dog and the ball goes flying to…
[QUOTE=pedescribe]
Me, for the steal. I jump, rise six inches and don’t fall. Attempting to utilize my hovering, I end up tripping over a wiener dog and the ball goes flying to…
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Me? What? Oh. Uh, WHOOOOHOOOO KNIGHTS!!! I punt to…
[QUOTE=Rachael Rage]
Me? What? Oh. Uh, WHOOOOHOOOO KNIGHTS!!! I punt to…
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Me, who casually strolls into the goal, scoring again for the Knights.
After a seven-hour break (during which, I hope, Rhythmdvl was able to catch up on sleep), Sternvogel arrives in the stadium. Hoping for a tying or go-ahead score in the hour before the board goes off-line, I secure the ball to a pair of uneven parallel bars, from which it is grabbed by…
[QUOTE=Sternvogel]
After a seven-hour break (during which, I hope, Rhythmdvl was able to catch up on sleep), Sternvogel arrives in the stadium. Hoping for a tying or go-ahead score in the hour before the board goes off-line, I secure the ball to a pair of uneven parallel bars, from which it is grabbed by…
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Me, who is not on your team, so I can’t help you with that whole scoring thing. Still wondering what happens when the board goes offline in 45 minutes, I parlay the ball to…
[QUOTE=fachverwirrt]
Me, who is not on your team, so I can’t help you with that whole scoring thing. Still wondering what happens when the board goes offline in 45 minutes, I parlay the ball to…
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Me, who places the ball at the bottom of the water polo pool, where it is recovered after a quick dive by…
…me, who trips over a spacial voxtex and falls into the pool (and the past), recovers the Doperball, and wings it downfield over to…
his wonderful teammate, me. Hopefully the lost weekend will allow this to go to a teammate for the score . . .
Waiting for a bit of stability to post this~
Here’s the play-by-post of activity covering the lost weekend (mainly to keep the score alive).
To cover the current activity, consider posting going from the Moonless Knights (Fachverwirrt, post 90) to the Flaming Warthogs (Hal Bristion) and again to the Flaming Warthogs (Oredigger77) … will a Knight come in for the steal? Will the Warthogs score?
Inner Stickler 43
Pedescribe 44
Rachael Rage 45
Darth Sensitive 46 Flaming Warthogs 1: Moonless Knights 2
Sternvogel 47
Fachverwirrt 48
Sternvogel 49
Pedescribe 50
Fachverwirrt 60
DiggitCamara 64 Flaming Warthogs 1: Moonless Knights 3
DiggitCamara 66
Sternvogel 67
Fachverwirrt 68
Superfreaknduper 70
want2know 71
Sternvogel 72
Fachverwirrt 73
Superfreaknduper 74
Gardentraveler 75
Fachverwirrt 76
Inner Stickler 77
Fachverwirrt 78
Sternvogel 80
Gardentraveler 81
Fachverwirrt 82
Inner Stickler 83
Fachverwirrt 84
Inner Stickler 85
Superfreaknduper 89
Fachverwirrt 90
Indeed it does! I kick the ball in to cut the Moonless Knights’ lead to 3-2.
And I catch the inactive ball to bring momentum back. He’s at the 10, the 20, the 30, the 40, the 50, the 60, he…could…go…all…the…way, and no!, he’s been tackled, the ball flies up, goes down, Inactive! It’s then recovered by…
(Did you say something about a penalty? I can’t recall, and it’s not on record :D)
You’d think I’d sleep once in a while :rolleyes:
Me! Continuing the mad dash down the field! the 70, 80, 90! Wait am I going the right way? I’ll just place the ball here and act as if it is the right play…come on team make me look good!
Well…errrr…of course it was the right play! We’re going for a…ummm…Tanner…ummm…Double Reverse…ummm…Backhand Play! Yeah, that’s it! So, I grab the ball and, in a dazzling display of backward running, completely confuse the other team.
90, 80, 70, 60, 5-whaoops! I trip over my own shoelaces (which isn’t easy to do when you’re wearing velcro-close sneakers) and send the ball flying to…
Me. In a fit of legislative fervor, I filibuster the ball to…
Sternvogel, who hopes that the ball will be taken by a teammate such as Hal Briston, who hails from the great state of New Jersey, one-time home of Albert Einstein, the Miss America Pageant, the picturesque seaside town of Cape May, the fabled Jersey Devil of the Pine Barrens as well as the NHL’s New Jersey Devils…
Me, who doesn’t have a thing for sheep, but at least I’m on the right team. Before I have time to do anything cool I pass the ball to . . .