By Tomathan Hammerland
Something in the Water
Good news, I successfully escaped Valanora! Bad news, I'm now mere miles off the coast of Farfadillis and I'm pretty sure having calamari as a boat snack wasn't a good idea in afterthought.
At least there's reception here, now I can report instead of message for help. After Harrison doomed our U21 campaign with his hopeful insolence strategy, I took it upon myself to completely leave the nation in a sign of protest, not because I already arranged this ride upon realizing my ticket to Raynor was one way. I don't think those people were Vanorians, but really I just tried to get a trip to, like, Aji No Moto, so I could fly home in less dramatic fashion. I didn't think it'd lead me to being in a lifeboat somewhere in squid waters. I really need some kind of distraction from this misery, maybe...another kind of misery? Oh! Qualifiers! That'll work perfectly.
Thanks to my imprisonment, I completely mistimed when the match against Saint Eleanor started, finding out it ended like several hours beforehand. I would've covered the game against Karodin, as well, but, y'know, boat and all. At this point in the race, Qasden's fate was entirely out of our hands. Turori and Drawkland continued to horde points like the damn soccer goblins they are, Darsten's old school strategy came up as unimpressive, even the unrelated UnderVans ended up flailing against the defending champions like a bunch of weebs. Football season looks all but over for us, the perfect time for me to intrude more results!
9 matches in, Qasden found themselves back where they started: broke, hungry, half-drunk, and pissed off. A second loss to Turori further confirmed our inferiority to them, though there was still vague, unforgivable hope to make playoffs. Dark humor, that was, but hey, national self-deprecation is in right now. Following upping Winnebogan, the Vans ventured off to the mystical world of Saint Eleanor. I don't actually know much about them, other than we played them pretty recently and lost in the leg we hosted at Merellin. Afaik, there's no proper nickname for these Assnaians, so we'll just call them Sefas in tune with their association's acronym (is that a swear somewhere? I'm gonna save it, just in case). Like us, Elenor faced a good quandary of problems. falling hard since we last met. The Sefas weren't too far behind us, just 3 points, but with an imperial-driven Britonish team right next to them, it wasn't hard to hear the tiny screams. Like I said, I completely missed the match itself, but I do know that neither side could be comfortably ok with the result. 2-2, a fair beating of both sides' defenses, though not enough to fully satiate desires to stay alive in the standings. Saint Eleanor were doomed to play the Eels next as a punishment or drug test, idk, but we got a slightly better end of the stick.
The Karodin Tetrarchy were somewhat of an enigma to watch. Like Winnebogan, this was the country's debut tournament, recently balling out of the Baptism of Fire in the Group Stages. However, international curiosity caught wind of puny Anaian baby team and hyped it up as a site to behold, the biggest potential of any team since the all-star Sliced Breads. In Porzhbihan, Karodin personally proved it against us by nearly tying the Vans in the first match, throwing an unnecessary wrench into the socket of Darsten's intentions. Despite that, their biggest success stories this session has come up rather dry: a victory against Saint Eleanor and a shock draw versus Drawkland. Anyhow, the Tetrarchy played Qasden in Elder, ending horrifically for the visiting newbies, 6-3, the strongest showing from Qasden offense-wise.
This report's a bit lackluster, and that's mostly because I'm trying to make sure whatever's rocking the boat isn't about to put me in a kid's game to the death (too meta?). Qasden still squabbles around in its own shiitake mushroom forest in 4th place, though now in striking distance of a Geektopian-occupied 3rd. This sounds fun, but guess who had to ruin all the fun? Britonisea. Those damn Brits decided to get absolutely demolished by the Corps in the last match, giving Drawkland enough points to officially make the rest of these qualifiers irrelevant to us. The Vans are out from WC contention...so why do we feel the need to go down burning everything with us? Lucky for Qasden, Britonisea just so happens to be our next opponent, taking place in their own grass at Doportedas. Not only that, but succeeding the match is one, last, home game at the Royal against Drawkland? The two that unintentionally, purposefully wronged us our next in the schedule, so maybe...just maybe...the country will have something to look forward to? Vengeance is a dish best served when it's most inconvenient for those it's being served to. For the Brits, they hold an extremely delicate 5th place over Saint Eleanor. For Drawkland, a necessity to win the remainder of their games is a must in order to auto-qualify over Turori. So, to help bring our WC90 run to an end, why not create a little mischief?
Can Qasden keep the heat on Geektopia for the now-desaturated bronze finish? Will Darsten be able to justify keeping ex-players as managers? Could somebody please send help that's not in the form of pirates, krakens, and/or the Farf naval remnants? Stay tuned, stay updated, and stay alert for future reports, live whenever I find land that's not on fire!