Then end of the alphabet, if you will.
Here is the second game of the day, vs. John, (otherwise known as Waimate John. Nice place, Waimate. Shot me a wallaby down there once. Right through the nose. Boy, did he look surprised! Had to finish him up with a body shot - which apparently ruined the meat for the farmer's dogs who would have otherwise benefited from a free meal...but I digress...) who had driven up that morning all the way from Timaru (two hours south of Christchurch).
John had brought two Ys and three [Rebel, in spite of their packaging!] Zeds to play. Ion cannons were the order of his day.
To the corner mine were sent,
And away we went.
As we closed, I figured to concentrate on one poor Zed...
...and concentrate I did!
Then the furball began.
An ion shot saw my B zapped, and flown into, with John's Ys flying out, and his Zeds doing what Zeds do - bump!
...it wasn't all bad from my perspective.
...Coran gets Ioned, Ten zips around, and...
...that's one dead Y on the rocks!
Corran turns round, rolls 4 blanks at the Y...
...and three more green blanks to die!
Time was called. Got me a match win by a whole...12 points!
Thanks for the game John, it was great to see some Ys on the board. With their dirty dirty Ion Cannons! :-)
Now I'm off to Robin's for some 20mm HOTT! Yay!