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Diario Clawd
Diario Clawd
Diario Clawd
I don’t think I’ve ever been hit in a game as hard as I got hit last night and oh monster
was I sore this morning. We won the game which makes the pain a little more bearable.
The worst part was I saw the hit coming and had to stand there and take it. The play
was 13 Weak Bootleg Goblin - I made a perfect fake and rolled right which fooled
everybody on the defense except the ogre playing outside linebacker who hit me as soon
as the pass left my hand. Not only did he hit me, he drove me into the turf and landed on
top of me. The only thing worse than the hit was the ogre stink that came with it. When I
say stink I mean he smelled like the inside of a rubber boot filed with stinky cheese and
raw fish that had been left in the trunk of a black car during the hottest week of
summer. I’m sure I probably notice it more being a werewolf because of my enhanced
sense of smell but I honestly think ogres must turn up their scent glands for games. I
couldn’t even see how the play turned out because he’s laying on top of me
yelling “How’d you like that wolf boy?” Then I hear the crowd going crazy and I just
said, “Scoreboard.” Funny how the pain goes away, at least momentarily, when you
complete a big play. Of course on the field you never want to let another monster know
they hurt you… just like real life.