My take on things

Sunday big match see Sacred Canary topple Claret Lion too easy.

Delia no handle drink and sleep early in papoose, so Lambert walk barefoot on grass and pass microphone like peacepipe.

Warchief say many praises to followers and braves.
But he no say he stay with yellow tribe for next seasons hunt.

Village simpletons and elders read too much smoke signal into Warchief words.

Me think Chief want heap wampum. He want many gold and powerful muskets.

Claret Lion no have muskets. They have only blowpipes. They blow big but only fire spit and shame.

Chief always vague about future visions. He say it cannot be seen clearly. Chief always rumoured to want to ride the Dortmund Bison though. Die Continentals written in beads on his loin cloth.

But his Glasgow blood brothers have strong bond. The Dalglish Medicine Man give praise in form of Pacheco bracelet, Ayala totempole and by way of Millwall-scalpers the Whibread stallion. Me think Lambert hold out for smoke signal from dem pewlers. He want many many dollars that whiteman settlers waste on statty trinkets. Their false visions blight their sense and
so maybe Warchief wait one more season for better negociations after collecting many more scalps?

My smoke pipe vision* says spirit horse Holt as player-manager will bring great joy to the tribe.

*nine tins of Faxe

Posted By: MIKEWALKER, May 15, 10:39:06