Gaesmal’s Diaries: Stunty’s ending season speech

Hi Dear Diary,


I have so many things to tell you!! I accepted Bill CowerPoxer Hour’s invite to watch the game in their lodge, it’s been fantastic!! I’ll tell you this very soon, Dear Diary, but before I do I had to tell you about this morning.


As we’ll play our last game of season in a few days (I don’t remind you how it went, don’t want to make spots with my tears on your holy paper), Stunty decided to gather the team for a speech. I don’t know where did he take it from, but I have to say I found it not too bad. I think the idea was to keep players in good shape, as we have nothing more to expect anymore (not even pride).But see by yourelf:

“I don’t know what to say really.
Three days, to the biggest battle of our pro lives. All comes down to today.
Either we stay alive as a team, or we are going to get wrecked. Blow by blow, tackle by tackle, till we’re finished.
We are in hell right now, gentlemen, believe me.
And we can stay here and get the shit kicked out of us, or we can fight our way back into life. We can climb out of hell. One block, at a time.

Now I can’t do it for you, I’m too old.
I look around and I see these young elves and I think – I mean – I made every wrong choice a middle age pro coach could make.
I uh…. I pissed away all my money buying players that didn’t last, believe it or not; I chased off anyone who has ever respected me as a coach and lately, I can’t even see a face without scar.
You know when you get old in pro, players get taken from you. That’s, that’s part of Blood Bowl.
But,you only learn that when you start losing games. You find out that life is just a game of strikes. So is Blood Bowl.
Because in either game, life or Blood Bowl, the margin for error is so small.
I mean one skull too important or too early you don’t quite make it, One rolled one even with re-roll and you don’t quite catch it.
The strikes we need are everywhere around us. They are in every break of armor, every turn, every action.

On this team, we fight for that strike. On this team, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us to pieces for that strike.
We CLAW with our finger nails for that strike (I wish you guys actually had claws). Cause we know when we add up all those strikes that’s going to make the forc’ing difference between WINNING and LOSING, between LIVING and DYING.

I’ll tell you this:  in any fight it is the guy who is NOT willing to die who is going to stay alive.
And I know if I am going to have any life anymore it is because, I am still willing to fight, and NOT dying in that strike.
because that is what LIVING is. The sixteen turns in front of your face.

Now I can’t make you do it. You gotta look at the guy next to you, look into his eyes.
Now I think you are going to see a journeyman who will take that blow for you.
You are going to see a guy who will sacrifice himself for this team because he knows you star players are more important than him, you never gonna do the same thing for him.

That’s a Blood Bowl team, gentlemen. and either we heal now, as a team, or we will die as individuals.
That’s Blodd Bowl guys. That’s all it is.

I’m not sure it worked, but never the less it was emotionnally intense. I hope our last players in good shape will remain so, as he said, we can wipe the shame away next season…


I’ll be back very soon to tell you about that game in lodge, Dear Diary. Take Care!!


  1. It is a good speech nontheless… I generally prefer to hear Gaesmal’s words. I am sure his speech would have been outstanding… 😀 😉

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