> 1.) Now there was a tumult in the land of the Bokke, for many are called,
> yet few are chosen. Yea though many warriors of the Bokke wanted to slay
> their enemies at the Cup Of The World, firstly they must be chosen. And so
> mighty Nick the Mallet and wise Solomons did sit and they did ponder long
> and hard.
> 2) And wise Solomons did say unto Nick the Mallet, "Yea we are sorely
> pressed by the Dallagites and the tribe of Kefu, and the men of Taine will
> grind us. But behold I have a vision! Let us travel to the land of
> Provincialis, and there we will find a fighter called Anton the Obscure.
And
> The Skinsite and Ras of Erasmus who neither know what they do in battle at
> the place of the eight men, we shall confuse and trick our opponents. And
by
> this cunning they shall be amused and shall fall about laughing and not be
> able to fight us from their mirth. And Nick the Mallet saith: " As long
as
> this Anton whom I know not be from Provincialis, then I agree with you, oh
> wise one."
> 3) And there was weeping and gnashing of teeth in the land of the Bokke,
for
> the champion of the people was one Gary the Teichmanite. And he was bold
and
> a man of dignity and honour. But Nick the Mallet did smite him with
insults
> and calleth unto
> Gary the Teichmanite: " Thou are clapped-out and not even counted among
the
> men of eight in Bokkeland. Thou are finished and unwanted and a burden
unto
> me. Because of you I was smote by the Ozzities and the Zealanders. It be
all
> your fault. I banish you to the land of the Welsh-ites." And wise Solomons
> did agree, for he loved Anton the Obscure as he was from Provincialis.
> 4) And now wise Solomons turned to Nick the Mallet and said: " But for the
> centre of our army, we are sorely lacking. For Japie of Mulder is injured
> and slow, and Andre the Cutter is laid lown and as for Hennie the Red, I
> know you do not love him.. And besides the faction of the Ayencee-ites are
> sorely against us. What shall we do?" And Nick the Mallet said unto
> Solomons: " Behold there is a man from Ethiopia and he is black and
comely.
> And I shall choose him and place him among our army. And the faction of
the
> Ayencee-ites will be pleased and happy, and shall bless us. And his name
is
> Kaya the Motley-one. It be true he has never fought before any army of
> Ozzities or Pommities or even Ital-ities. But I promise you this, he shall
> take a mighty load off my back."
> 5) But the people of Bokkeland rose in a mighty shout and asketh of their
> generals: "Where are our mighty and wise warriors like Andre the
> Jubilant,William of Chester and others who have fought against all our
> enemies and have slewn them and are wise in the ways of the Cup of the
> World?"
> 6) And then the generals answered the people thus: " Oh ye foolish
> population! You may weep and gnash your teeth and even sprinkle upon
> yourselves the loose grass of the field of Newlands in mourning. But I say
> unto you the Cup of the World giveth us a chance to experiment for the
next
> Cup of the World that shall be held 4 years from now, against the same
> enemies. For this reason I have chosen Pieter the Clumsy and Breyton the
> Small and Deon the Unsure. For my contract runneth over until the year
> 2002."
> 7) And for 4 years the people of the Land of the Bokke wore sack cloth and
> ashes. Beating their chests in misery, crying out at the foolishness of
the
> Generals ,who by now had been banished to the Land of Bigbucs. And thus
> spoke Nick the Mallet, "The Cup of the World, is not the end of the world"
> and thus spoke the wise Solomons, "I knew not of the strange world of
> back-line play, and technical patterns" And the people cried out in fury
> "Indeed, then why did ye banish Jake the White One?" and the Generals and
> the Wise Ones were quiet, feeling foolish, they looked down on the people
> from the lofty heights of Bigbucs, safe in the knowledge that they were
> untouchable.
> --
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