Cry havoc! and let slip the badgers of war
I've only gone and bloody done it. The Badgers are done and sorted and kitted-out and ready for game-time. Get in, my son.
Despite the footballing vernacular*, I imagine you caught the gist of that - I've finished painting the Blackwell Badgers! Just the roster to create and I am actually ready to play a game - or would be, if I remembered the rules. Still, how hard can it be? Surely the painting is the difficult part - the best looking team wins; everyone knows that.
Speaking of which... I paid a little extra attention to the bases and transfers for my bloodbowl team. I've added extra tufts of long grass to a pretty rough-ground style playing surface; the Badgers are journeymen, not a Mr Billy Bignob team with their own stadium and lawn-perfect pitches. I'm pleased with the way they've worked out. The transfers have worked pretty well too - except for the eagles on the shoulder pads. I didn't have any badger transfers though. I'm sure no-one will notice**.
Posted below is my full team, player by player. Don't expect names for them yet; I need to get to know them and their personalities before I can give them a name (like you might with a newborn baby, a tiny plastic newborn baby).
Linemen (shirt numbers 1 to 6)
Blitzers (shirt numbers 7 & 8)
Catchers (shirt numbers 9 & 10)
Throwers (shirt numbers 11 & 12)
Now I just need to arrange some friendly practice games. I will provide match reports. Whether you like it or not.
* Incidentally, and unrelated to footballing vernacular, I learnt a new word today (polysyndetic) which describes the second sentence in the first paragraph - all those "and"s in a row.
** Dammit, I should have called my team the Blackwell Blue Eagles.