Fantasy Football Part 19

And I’m a little late in reblogging this… But here you go. Better late than never as they say. There game is nearly up… Who will come out on top?

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Hey, everyone. I’m a little bit later in getting to this story than I wanted to be, but between the new job and being sick, I just didn’t have the time or energy to do any writing on it for a few days. But, I got back to it and we have a new part for you to read on this here Christmas Eve. Hopefully, you enjoy this little present, because it’s all I can get for you all. And, no matter which, if any, holidays you celebrate, I sincerely hope that enjoy them.

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“Go in!”

Plex didn’t have to look around to know the source of the voice was Coach Sprout. Before he could ask what the gnome was talking about, he felt the little man’s hand on his back trying to push him onto the field. “Go in and block that extra point,” Sprout implored.

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Fantasy Football Part 17

I’m a bit late in reblogging this one. But here it is now. So… You know… Read it. Enjoy it. Say something nice about being fashionably late in the comments…

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Happy Thanksgiving, everyone! I hope you all have a wonderful day. I also hope you enjoy the latest chapter of the blog hopping story written by Matticus and myself.

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Coach Sprout called the rest of the offense over and told them the play that they were going to run. This time around, they’d have both of their running backs on the field at the same time. It was just one more little thing that Sprout was doing to try to confuse the defense. They’d have to prepare for the possibility of either of them getting the ball, and that’s even if it was a running play to begin with.
The Honor Guard blew their whistles, indicating that the timeout was over. Plex led his team out onto the field and quickly got them lined up. He wanted to hike the ball as soon as possible so the…

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Fantasy Football Part 15

Football is back, fantastically. Go forth and read what happens next. That’s an official kingdom edict.

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Plex kept shaking his head, trying to clear the cobwebs. His mind remained clouded. It felt as if he had drank an entire barrel of ale. The drunken feeling wasn’t the worst of it, though. It also felt like he was suffering the hangover of such a drinking binge. He had felt both of those things separately, but this was the first time he had ever felt them both together.

Was he the first person to ever feel them both at the same time? It seemed like those two things would be impossible to feel at the same time. After all, drunkenness and hungover would not happen to one person all at once. Those two particular feelings generally didn’t happen to one person on the same day, let alone at the same time.

A wave of warmth washed over him as he wondered why those strange thoughts were bouncing around…

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Fantasy Football 13

And we’re back. And the story is back. And you’re back. And let the reading commence.

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It’s that time again. It’s time for the next installment of the blog hopping story by Matticus and I. We hope that you’re enjoying the ride so far. If you need to catch up, the rest of the parts can be found here.

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Coach Sprout called for the offense to gather around him. They were going for a two point conversion. The score was currently thirty-three to twenty-six in favor of Plex’s team. That was a seven point difference. If they kicked the extra point, and made it an eight point difference, that would still allow the opposing team to tie the game with one touchdown, provided the other team scored a two point conversion afterward. If Plex’s team scored on their own two pointer right now, they would force Gilania’s team to score twice in order to take the lead.

Plex’s emotions were still mixed…

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Fantasy Football Part 11

There’s still more football to be played in this blog hopping game. Go check it out!

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Plex could feel the anger rising up inside him. He couldn’t believe that his coach had just threatened to tattle on him to the dragon, especially since he had no proof that Plex had done anything wrong. Coach Sprout was completely right, he knew, but there was no way to prove that he had botched that play on purpose. All the gnome had was suspicions, and he wasn’t about to let himself go down for them. Despite how his sister had acted, Plex’s priorities were his own welfare, and that of his family.

He wasn’t going to let anyone threaten that. Not his coach, or his teammates. It hurt him, because he had done his best to do everything he could for his team, except for that one play. Still, he found himself looking directly at the gnome with venom in his eyes and dripping from his words.
“Go ahead,”…

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