Official Match Thread Season 37 - Round 9 - Sin City Swamprats v Gold City Royals at Underground Stadium

[BloodySwan]

Let's all share our Easter haul. This is what my family got me

 

[philreich]

Rats delist philreich.

This is becoming a habit.......

 

[jackster83]

Let's all share our Easter haul. This is what my family got me

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[GreyCrow]

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Nothing care to comment

 

[grumbleguts]

This is becoming a habit.......

And this is becoming a hobbit.

 

[Nothing]

Nothing care to comment

Nothing is better.

 

[philreich]

And this is becoming a hobbit.
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At least like his team mates, he's had plenty of moral victories of late, despite the lack of actual victories.

 

[philreich]

Victor Harbor on Easter Saturday is crazy!!!!!

 

[Ant Bear]

No.

This omission is very suss, looks like someone has self-reported!

 

[Ant Bear]

OK so this is not the start of the book, but it introduces two key characters.

The morning sun lent little warmth to the small cobble-stoned alleyway. Shadows loitered in nooks and alcoves waiting for the afternoon sun to usher them away. In the cool sunlight a body lay.

Not just any body; this was a body that had been thrown out of more taverns and questionable establishments than broken glass. This was a body that had seen better decades. This was a body whose breath had to be kept away from open flames.

It wasn’t always like this. Once, this body was the object of songs of legend. Once, this body was willing to risk everything for the greater good. Once, this body was an absolute bloody madman.

Now, people ignored it as they passed it lying in the street. Young children occasionally dared each other to kick at it and run away.

A shadow fell over the body as an old man approached. His ancient hands held a gnarled wooden staff in a powerful grip that belied his apparent age. His face was etched with lines in an intricate network of wrinkles that could have served as a pretty decent road map to the universe. His thin, white hair fell about his shoulders like mist collected around a distant peak. He wore simple robes made from inexpensive cloth tied around his waist with a frayed, greying length of rope. He knelt down on one knee as his intense blue eyes studied the comatose form lying on the cobblestones in front of him.

Behind him a younger man stood, trying to see around him but not daring to go any closer until beckoned. He was a large muscular fellow with enormous hands that looked as though they could juice carrots just by squeezing them. His face showed the tell-tale signs of younger days plagued with acne. Either that or in his youth his face had suffered a direct hit from an incoming ballistic echidna. On his back he carried a longbow and a quiver of arrows.

The old man turned his head. “Stay there!” he said. “Do nothing until I say.”

He turned back to the figure lying on the ground, raised his staff and, muttering something about how much better the world was back when he was eighty, brought it down hard, squarely on the body’s chest with an audible crack.

The figure groaned. And turned his face from the cobblestones to see who had just hit him. He looked up into the silhouetted face of a smiling elderly wizard.

“Well Sparrow!” said the ancient man with his staff raised again. “The years have been kind to us haven’t they?”

“Pelasar!” said the astounded Sparrow still reeling from the effects of the alcohol in his system and the undefended thump to his chest. “Listen! I was always meaning to meet up with everyone. Any gems that are miss…”

“I didn’t comb the countryside searching for you for a few paltry baubles Sparrow, the world’s in trouble and… Let’s just say I’m getting the band back together. Do you still have your … err.. talents?”

“Do you still have your… err… money pouch?” asked Sparrow dangling a small leather purse from the forefinger of his right hand.

Pelasar checked his belt, he hadn’t noticed Sparrow even reach in his direction, yet what was only seconds ago, hanging safely from his makeshift belt, was now suspended from the end of Sparrow’s extended finger. If Sparrow had have been the kind of man to fill out a tax return, his fingers would have been listed under essential plant and equipment.

“Good!” said Pelasar, taking back his pouch. “Come with me.” He turned, beckoned to the young man accompanying him to follow, and left. He didn't need to turn around to see if Sparrow was following.

Let me guess. I am Sparrow, and philreich is Pelasar?

 

[Ant Bear]

The great Australian dream is now to own a two room tent sadly.

I have a Winnebago for sale, one owner low kms. Please pm for deets.

 

[Ant Bear]

Let's all share our Easter haul. This is what my family got me

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It's Saturday, leave your expectations till Sunday!

 

[jackster83]

Victor Harbor on Easter Saturday is crazy!!!!!

I can imagine the line outside the Port Elliot bakery.

Almost as long as the autograph line for Ticky009.

 

[jackster83]

I have a Winnebago for sale, one owner low kms. Please pm for deets.

Is that you Heisenberg?

 

[GreyCrow]

I can imagine the line outside the Port Elliot bakery.

Almost as long as the autograph line for Ticky009.

Over rated

Goolwa Bakery much better

 

[philreich]

I can imagine the line outside the Port Elliot bakery.

Almost as long as the autograph line for Ticky009

I'd say it's almost as long as the line up of those who want to punch Kane Cornes in the nose.

 

[jackster83]

Over rated

Goolwa Bakery much better

Which one? The Heritage one is better than the one on the side street. There's a third one there now too.

 

[Ant Bear]

Over rated

Goolwa Bakery much better

Heathen.
Pt Elliot Cornish pasties Rock.

 

[grumbleguts]

The world's wisest woman said recently, "A man once told me......."

 

[grumbleguts]

Let me guess. I am Sparrow, and philreich is Pelasar?

Sparrow is loosely based on Prince Kheldar from the Belgariad, and Pelasar is based on any grumpy old bastard who knows how to get things done. The kid is pretty decent with a bow.

 

[Cadsky]

It's a shame we haven't been graced with Ticky009 's presence this week

 

[Footypie32]

Let's all share our Easter haul. This is what my family got me

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Did damicky chew off part of your index finger?

 

[damicky]

Did damicky chew off part of your index finger?

I thought it was Cheese

 

[Footypie32]

I thought it was Cheese

I don't blame you. Probably because of the smell. He really should wash himself more thoroughly.

 

[Smartys Power]

Read your PM

To be honest, I did think my unread PM number looked a bit different.