"while you are putting ketchup on your sandwich"

i cant imagine a sandwich where this wouldnt be gross

FYI it was a sandwich with ham that I ruined with lots and lots of ketchup... like I said it probably was the drawball habbit of covering everything with red that made me overdo it slightly.

Anyway, RIP Kdice logo, gg Finnish flag

love his history lesson

http://encyclopediadramatica.com/Drawball

got the k and d started again, but sabotaged, again,

I dont know what to say, really. Three minutes to the biggest battle of our professional lives. All comes down to today, and either we heal as a team, or we're gonna crumble. Inch by inch, play by play. Until were finished. Were in hell right now, gentlemen. Believe me. And, we can stay here, get the shit kicked out of us, or we can fight our way back into the light. We can climb outta hell... one inch at a time. Now I cant do it for ya, Im too old. I look around, I see these young faces and I think, I mean, Ive made every wrong choice a middle aged man can make. I, uhhh, Ive pissed away all my money, believe it or not. I chased off anyone whos ever loved me. And lately, I cant even stand the face I see in the mirror. You know, when you get old, in life, things get taken from you. I mean that's... that's a part of life. But you only learn that when you start losin stuff. You find out lifes this game of inches, so is football. Because in either game-life or football-the margin for error is so small. I mean, one half a step too late or too early and you dont quite make it. One half second too slow, too fast and you don't quite catch it. The inches we need are everywhere around us. Theyre in every break of the game, every minute, every second. On this team we fight for that inch. On this team we tear ourselves and everyone else around us to pieces for that inch. We claw with our fingernails for that inch. Because we know when add up all those inches, thats gonna make the fucking difference between winning and losing! Between living and dying! Ill tell you this, in any fight its the guy whose willing to die whose gonna win that inch. And I know, if I'm gonna have any life anymore its because Im still willing to fight and die for that inch, because that's what living is, the six inches in front of your face. Now I cant make you do it. Youve got to look at the guy next to you, look into his eyes. Now I think ya going to see a guy who will go that inch with you. Your gonna see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team, because he knows when it comes down to it youre gonna do the same for him. Thats a team, gentlemen, and either, we heal, now, as a team, or we will die as individuals. Thats football guys, thats all it is. Now, what are you gonna do???

the Finnish effort hasn't reached his peak of drawball domination yet. In a day or so, I think their momentum will slow down. Once you see them losing ground ground again, it might be a good time to start off where we left then?

I am doing the occasional red dots script in the middle of their flag (my time to wreck something :P) to keep them busy

damn GB, that was one hell of an inspirational speach, I feel like picking up that drawball pencil right now and I will go to war with you again !!!

We had half an E back for 1 minute :P

I had an entire E and I back for 3 mins and I guess after that, the Finnish didnt like the red anymore

hmmmm: restore the E or do some red in the blue?