Slitherine

possum wrote:Don Julian, you are a very honorable man, as befits a knight of Castile.

I would have sat in the terrain, fiddled my thumbs for 3 hours, and taken home the win

There was an odd sense of deja vu in reading your post, since you and the gentleman with the Granadines had exchanged greetings here in the forums a few weeks ago, and he predicted that you would have trouble.

Anyhow, my congratulations on your fine sense of sportsmanship. And better the silver medal than none

´Fraid not. Peasant through and through. My brother went through our genealogical tree in the hope of finding some noble ancestry but gave up somewhere in the early 19th century when he came across a relative who went to the gallows for stealing sheep...oh well.

Well, at first, when I couldn't convince my opponent that it was in his interest to give me a chance for an interesting game I actually started deploying in the terrain. Once he realised I was serious about not commiting suicide, we started the deployment again. My rationale is that if I'm going to spend a significant amount of cash going to a competition and 4 hours on the road each way I want to play all four games and hiding in terrain/committing suicide isn't a game as far as I'm concerned.

Yes, David and I did anticipate meeting each other at some stage and given the two armies it was never going to be much fun. However, I did learn quite a bit about manoeuvering drilled HF to great effect so it turned out to be of some benefit. Likelihood is that we'll probably play again in Seville next weekend and this time my Free Company will be better able to take on his Granadines than the poor Romans. Should be a damn sight more interesting for both of us.

Julian

Heheh, my family is the same. Mostly failed Irish rebels and Scots fleeing the aftermath of the Jacobite Wars, as far as I can find out. There was another bunch of Irish came over around the time of the Potato Famine, including my great-grandfather, and he had two brothers that went to "The Argentine" as it was called back then. So I have distant cousins I've never met somewhere in South America, I suppose.

Having seen how much infidelity there is in the 3 generations of my family I know personally, and having no reason to believe previous generations were any more inclined to monogamy, I am highly skeptical about genealogy. All it takes is one "cuckoo in the nest" anywhere down the line, and I'm not descended from Lord Basil Witherspoone Farthingbotham after all, I'm a bastard son of Alfred Jenkins, third under-gardener of the lower terrace.

See what I mean? My uncle claims to have traced our family back to the Norman Invasion, and it's all I can do not to laugh in his face.

Back to the game (Possum is babbling again).

Free Company should be an interesting army. There seem to be so many choices, you can get Knights and Longbowmen both, maybe even some badass men-at-arms with Heavy Weapon. I'm tempted to ask, but I know you need to maintain secrecy for competitive reasons.

What do you think of Catalan Company?

Best of Luck at Seville!

BrianC wrote:LOL Sorry Possum I couldn't resist the title it fit too well .
Seeing that I am playing private games for now, I'll try to emulate what I think a Roman would do.

Really? You'll cut down the trees and build a camp?

Seriously though, it seems a little rich to complain about the original strategy. De facto, Roman armies (well early Roman armies at least) are known to have very good infantry, and therefore to pick off the weaker support troops makes perfect sense. Whether the reality of Roman foot is as good as the rules make them is another question, but the main rule is to make sure your crack troops can't be easily taken out of the game....