Match info
| Date | League | Winner | Loser | Score | Type | |||||
| 2000-11-27 | STA Bronze | TDA | Tap Dat Ass | 109.52 +3.26 |
SMP | Sex Money and Power | 87.33 -3.26 |
280-20 | 2fort | |
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[TDA]PHISH
12.225.84.104 |
STA Bronze I The Dark Angels over Sex Money Power
Will the INSANITY NEVER END!?! -----AKA...Jigg's latest write-up...
Whoooo!!!....that was a fun match...! This was TDA's last match before we moved up into Silver...and we had a blast! Most of our clan...except for me!...was looking forward to 2fort... ..but even I had a good time!
Round 1:
Ok...by now EVERYBODY...and their Grandma...knows what happens in a 2fort match...so I will just report the scores and skip to the much more interesting 2nd round...
TDA: 110, SMP: 0
Round 2: Wow! I spawned...hopped out of the battlements...and said on BCOM..."hmmm...an enemy scout..." then, "hmmm..another enemy scout...", then, "hmmm...another...and another...and...@#$*!" Every single player on SMP's team went offense for at least 5 or 6 minutes...for once offense on 2fort was a breeze...and our defense got the workout of their lives... after about five caps by TDA...they dropped an HW back...then a medic...then...well...im not exactly sure what happened after that...every single class got a good workout that's for sure... Even the mythical class known as the "sniper" made an appearance... I remember long ago, before even the letters TDA became permanently affixed to my name...I was told the legend of a mysterious class that would hide in the shadows for unwary pray..and strike like lightning..with the only warning being the appearance of a telltale red dot the moment before doom...I thought it was only a ghost story - something told to young medics-in-training to keep them in line. "Follow orders or the SNIPER will get you!" they would say...I was wrong... But that was not the only surprise of the evening...forsaking his trusty RPG, [TDA]Aerodactyl hefted an archaic tool know to many as the "crowbar"...its lack of resemblance to the bird notwithstanding, he began to swing it like a daemon possessed...and the enemy fell before him... I felt transported back to the feudal days...as friend and foe alike dueled with nothing more fancy than a long stick of metal...and the righteous fervor that we all felt... and LO LIKE MINIONS OF HELL WE DECENDED UPON THEM...AND ...and...sorry im out of similes... As the bell tolled, signaling the end of the glorious battle, TDA stood victorious...
TDA: 170, SMP: 20
Awards of Valor: [TDA]Lose_Your_Head? for playing in his 1st clan match
[TDA]Aerodactyl...for his fortitude in the face of adversity...and all others...who were not afraid to stand their ground! and [SMP]dRY_hEAvE for rocketing me to bits more times than I care to remember... :::the recount that you just read is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to actual events is purely coincidental:::
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