'Come on! That was bullshit!'
Vale watched as Dickless Jr. threw its yellow rag in the air after Aster made an incredible one-handed catch, only for it to be called back simply because he flew for a second.
Greed laughed as the Legion marched back to where they'd thrown it from, their own 1-yard line.
"Looks like they're gonna punt again."
Vale clicked his tongue as his eyes gazed up at the scoreboard reading 21-0, 1:49 left in the second quarter.
If the Legion was going to have any chance at a comeback, it was going to start with this drive.
Larry called a timeout, and the entire team huddled around him as he screamed at them. When the purple team imps rememerged, they had a new fire in their eyes.
'Good shit, Larry!'
Vale didn't know what Larry had said, but the one mistake Greed made was letting Vale's team have him as a coach.
If there was one thing Vale knew about the tiny dude, he shared Vale's hate of losing.
"Get 'em, Legion!"
