The realization sweeps over Aaron that yes, Malv is his partner.
The new rules changes, new units, and vastly different board made for tense moments as participants struggled to pronounce the territory names. Alcohol ensured that this process went more smoothly than it might have.
The realization sweeps over Malv that yes, he has just implemented Aaron's plan.
Although Malv and Aaron didn't realize it, they were up against a Sicilian with death on the line, AND committed to a land war in Asia. These are two famous no-noes.
The results were grim.
"No, Michael, you cannot invade Italy. Italy is MY territory."
The turning point of the game was when the British invaded France and, horrified at their mistake, promptly returned it to the Germans.
Karl grins as Malv's Russian infantry toss more boxcars than an earthquake in a switching yard.
Looking forward to next time, when Karl will have to make significant alterations to the profile on his blog after he faces me.
4 comments:
To be sure, Karl used to be a pretty good player. I state for the record the he has actually beaten me a few times. With other players there to witness future games he may just have to tone down his smack. Or at least exaggerate less.
Karl? is that possible?
Next you and I will be partners, Old Guys vs Young Pups. Just remember: age and treachery beats youth and talent any day.
Nice Pics, Michael. but can you put on the filter to make me thin next time?
Sure, as soon as you find me one!
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