gets goosed from swampbear’s lob and the ball flies in for the score! Darnit, I wasn’t even looking and got my shiny clean uniform all messed up.
Woho we scored! While waiting for sWitchazel to name the team I grab the ball and make for the goal. Finally I make a normal pass to…
My apologies…now the score is 8-3. I inadvertantly gave Team One a point in my last post.
Even though sWitchazel should have named Shib instead of swampbear, we’ll let it stand.
Now, sWitchazel, you get the honor of coming up with a name for Team One.
Quick question Hal. Since I have declared myself to be the beer swilling spectator who’s really just here to watch sweaty shirtless doper men bend over so I can scope out butts, does a ball lobbed over at me count? See, I am on the sidelines (that is provided doper ball has sidelines).
<comes back in a newly washed outfit>
What, were y’all waiting for me? Sorry.
Ahem, we shall henceforth be known as the Ravenous Wallflowers.
<slips off the field to go for a pedicure>
Clothahump wanders onto the field, just in time to be pelted by Scuba’s blast. He stands there bewildered for a moment, looking at the hoards of Dopers charging at him. Not knowing whether he is the third member of his team to catch the ball, Clothahump flings it madly at the goal.
The crowd catches its collective breath (which had been running around annoying the ice cream vendors). Will he score or will it be intercepted??
Of course you can play, you don’t have to run anywhere. Just so long and you can grab that ball and throw it to the proper team you’re good. But why didn’t you pick up the ball? We had a perfect chance to score! I don’t know where Clothahump came from though, I think Clothahump paused the game on TiVO or something.
You mean you expect me to stare at a particulary nice butt, chug beer and pick up the ball too? Geez, this game is gettin’ complicated. 
Yes, it only takes a second to throw the ball! At least we’re not making you run with it. I can do the running.
But someone has to pick up the ball, it’s just sitting there!
:kicks ball:
Oh alright Edward I’ll throw the ball, but first bend over and give a little wiggle.
:eek: Ouch…wasn’t looking and got nailed by Edward’s kick. I’ll knock the ball to my nearest Team Fire On Pants teammate and hobble off the field for a massage.
(BTW, shouldn’t JC’s goal in post #131 count for two points? That would put us only two goals away from winning, according to the original rules…)
:Eddie tackles Nightwatch Trailer while the ref isn’t looking:
Oh sorry about that, forgot we we weren’t playing football. Hope I didn’t put you out of the game. (hey if you can’t beat them at least beat them up)
Grabs ball and bends over just for swampbear and hikes it between legs.
What’s this? A doperball? But it’s all covered with slime and grime. That simply will not do.
<< DeVena takes the ball through the carwash, and stupidly asks for extra wax >>
Watch out, it’s a bit slippery, but at least is clean… Whoops!
EWWWWWWWW!!! This slimey slippery ball just rolled up against my leg! Gives Edward a butt feel and kicks the ball back on the field…
I take Swampy’s pass (double entendre alert!) and feed the ball off in the general direction of Ed, who’s been distracted by a passing lassie and Swampy’s goose…
How you doin’? 
Anyways, Hal says the rules say I can’t touch the ball til three other people catch it or it’s on fire or something like that, so even if it rolls over here I can’t touch it.
Until it’s a turnover (other team member {like me } takes control) or until a score happens.
: snatches ShibbOleth’s lame attempt at a pass (also grabs the ball 
) and runs like mad for the other end :
Here!
Someone catch!
EWWWWWW!!! ICK! ICK! ICK! That slimey ball is touching me again! Oh well, let me chug this beer, grab this nice butt bent over here at the sidelines (don’t know who it belongs to but it’s a fine one. ), and now I’ll kick the ball back out on the field where…
Right you are, Nightwatch (wow…keeping score in this game is harder than I thought it would be. :)) I’ve traced the thread back about a hundred posts, and came up with an official current score:
Ravenous Wallflowers (A,C,E,G,I,K,M,O,Q,S,U,W or Y) - 4
Fire On Pants (B,D,F,H,J,L,N,P,R,T,V,X or Z) - 9
**swampbear ** of the Ravenous Wallflowers launches it out to…
Grabs swampbear’s pass, hops on my motorcycle and tears up the field. Gives the ball a bit of a toss and hops one of his team can pick up the ball.
rides back and smacks swamp’s butt for luck.