This weeks game report comes in the form of a few one liners from the many keyboards of players and 'supporters'. Another big thanks to everyone for showing up regardless of the weather for the first Engine Group derby.
"Best game of the season under the shittiest weather possible. We really fucked them up!"
"Very wet and an easy victory topped of with a great catch by Damian"
"Engine conks out in park?"
"Engine complain about wrong Fuel in Partners tank"
"High powered (Partners &) Fuel brings Engine to a halt"
"…Nothing would stop them; Hanisha, Lizzie and Mo’landa battled trench foot, the torrents of Great Portland Street, and the bitter, wet open plains of Regents Park to support their team – the cheer would go on!..."
"You could cut the tension with a rubber spoon as the teams shared laughs and ciders in the rain – but once the raincoats came off and the inappropriate-clothing-for-your-workmates-to-see-you-in came out – the competition heated up. The Engineers took the field with gusto, the pitcher even wore a glove! But they were no match for the Pirates. Bolstered by their obnoxiously drunk and loud cheer squad, the Pirates slid, caught and ran like they were born for it… victory was theirs…"
"Quite simply, we f***ed them up."
"Best game of the season under the shittiest weather possible. We really fucked them up!"
"Very wet and an easy victory topped of with a great catch by Damian"
"Engine conks out in park?"
"Engine complain about wrong Fuel in Partners tank"
"High powered (Partners &) Fuel brings Engine to a halt"
"…Nothing would stop them; Hanisha, Lizzie and Mo’landa battled trench foot, the torrents of Great Portland Street, and the bitter, wet open plains of Regents Park to support their team – the cheer would go on!..."
"You could cut the tension with a rubber spoon as the teams shared laughs and ciders in the rain – but once the raincoats came off and the inappropriate-clothing-for-your-workmates-to-see-you-in came out – the competition heated up. The Engineers took the field with gusto, the pitcher even wore a glove! But they were no match for the Pirates. Bolstered by their obnoxiously drunk and loud cheer squad, the Pirates slid, caught and ran like they were born for it… victory was theirs…"
"Quite simply, we f***ed them up."
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