Fluffiest had been very excited all weekend, he had been like a queen in heat at times, meowing ceaselessly, driving most of the population in New York completely mad. He had to dodge a few shoes, he now saw how his father must have felt with known cat haters in New York a few months back!!

Nevertheless, he had been watching very closely to the finalization of his plans, the meticulously designed arena, learning from the previous competitions hosted by his former human owner and decided to make it bigger, grander and especially more important FOR EVERYONE. He knew to ensure that the rightful champion would be crowned, anyone in our country should be allowed to enter if one had such courage.

Of course he would expect the reigning champion of NY, yes yes the one with the icecold boney fingers SofiaAccardo to be there to defend her title, but surely other cities had champions of their own that would have zero hesitation to knock out the NY champ. Fluffiest knew however with such a large endeavor and participants pool he would need to shake things up. Building an arena big enough to host everyone was basically impossible, so he decided to make a preliminary round where the best and brightest 20 of the country could sign up, first come, first served basis and only allow the 10 best to advance to the arena for claiming the title. This additional competition stage and the large number of contestants also meant it might be too big to overlook for 1 brave, but small 4 footer. So he had met his friend and most distinguished godfather Lincoln_Lawyer to help host this contest. Surely this man with his long experience in organizing things, as well as his knowledge of the law and conditions for potential disputes, was an asset to the organizational team.

Fluffiest left his small HQ to take a quick ride to the windy city, plans had to be made, administration had to be set in order and he needed Lincoln to help him finalize the plans. After that meeting the public announcement would be made where the rules, conditions for participation and all that would be shared with the public.

He drafted a quick note indicating his ambitions and plans to the city leaders and after a quick bite of salmon he hit the road, on to the Windy City!!

He banged out a little note, saying that the rules, how to sign up and all the details would be announced as soon as they were agreed upon and written down

To be honest Mickey had been a little suspect when his friend, the Puss in Boots wannabe, NY>Fluffiest_Tummy, had phoned him to get his input on rolling out his inane snowball competition across all six cities. I mean, imagine a group of burley trained killers throwing snowballs at each other, it would be like something out of a Saturday Matinee Disney movie. He could just imagine Patty McCormack, Natalie Wood, Bobby Driscoll and Kevin Corcoran all dressed up as gangsters with Snowball firing Tommy guns. But as time went on, and the bottle of Whiskey he was sampling seemed to evaporate out of the bottle very quickly, it seemed more and more like a solid idea. Not to mention a good opportunity to ridicule some of the Mafia's best and brightest for not being able to throw a snowball straight... yeah live that one down CH>Bacon!

And so that is how he found himself going over rules, tying up licencing, wouldn't do to have some wannabe nobody come along and cash in on a lucrative unlicensed copycat sport... he was of course calling the game a sport in the loosest possible terms. The rules were presenting a particular challenge. Who knew the world of competitive snowball throwing could be so full of red tape. Still, at least the cat would be round his gaff later today in an attempt to cut through some of that red tape and stream line the game. 

Mickey sat back and rubbed the bridge of his nose for a second before reaching into the mahogany cigarette case sitting on his desk and extracting a Morley^TM. Taking out his S.T. Dupont lighter he sparked up before checking his Rolex Oyster Perpetual Wristwatch. Shit, the fucking cat would be here shortly, and there was still a ton of papers to sign. Pity the cat hadn't thought to wait a while before prematurely cracking one off to the Godfathers, inviting them to enter their champions.

Fluffiest enjoyed hanging out with his friend, just the smelly stuff he was drinking was making his whiskers go all frizzled. Yet the man had opened a few cans of tuna to ensure the kitty had all the energy needed to discuss the organization headaches and agree on roles and responsibilities in handling the competition. He stood up from his pillow he had perched on, straightened his paws and streched his whole body in the downward facing cat position. With an impressive yawn done, he flicked his tail in a goodbye salute to Mickey and went on to announce the competition to the rest of the country.

As he found a box to sit on, and his trusted bodyguard keanu being his mouth to the public he ensured the basic details were known before the leaflet with the contest details was nailed on the post next to the soapbox. As he meowed for Keanu to start talking the burly man scraped his throat and his booming voice spread throughout the square:

To all who are interested and or concerned, hear ye, hear ye

The respectable fluffiest and the revered Lincoln are holding a contest for those who have warm hands, true aim and the hunting instinct of well, a feline predator. The contest like the ones held previously require an entrance fee, this is now set at 5 credit notes. The total number of participants is twenty. Participants will be taken on a first come basis, and the entrance fee is to be sent to fluffiest with the comment of Snow Ball fight, a telegram addressed to the cat is required as well. Late entrants shall be refunded if needed.

The fight shall be in 2 phases, a group phase and a championship pool. During the second phase, respectable members of society can decide to become a patron for fighters who made it through the group stages, and thus 10 patronage positions will be open as well for those who wish to benefit from another man or woman's toils.

As of now registration is open, may the odds be forever in your favor!!

As the man finishes his speech he hangs up a note which has the title, CHAMPIONSHIP RULES

Heston loved a good ol snowball fight he had been involved in a few recently and after destroying a few people he had been knocked out "Maybe I wont wear the bloody chef hat next time" he had kept telling himself warming his hands up over the stove 

Seeing the notice that it was now a national event Heston grinned knowing he wouldn't have to keep taking flights to New York "Closer to the stove at the end of the day, Closer to my own bed and not some ratty hotel" 

Heston orders one of his bodyguards to fly to New York and hand Fluffiest_Tummy a briefcase with his entrance money 

It had been a few days since the speech announcing the contest had been given. A crowd of initially very shy people had slowly started to sign up to the roster, and by now 11 of the 20 slots had been filled with brave fighters.

Fluffiest and lincoln_lawyer had been preparing the paperwork and assigned the match ups based on their sequence of signing up. Fluffiest looked at group 1, where he saw 2 veteran fighters, heston and aqua_tofana who would be challenged by very respectable people, nay godfathers even from LA it would be these seasoned fighters against legends of our time with sammysoul and goldbrick completing the group 1.

Looking to group 2, oh boy, that will be a veeeery exiting one, it'll be the battle of the GODMOTHERS!!!, this potentially is already dubbed the poule of death with @Circle_Of_Flame, Freyja, Belle_ and Paradise being the fighters listed there.

Group 3 has some filling, but needs 1 more fighter to be complete, some sturdy looking men are in this one with Clo being a big bad ass from Chicago, and Eren and Spaceman being confident men who will not even fear a GFC's wrath!!

So there we have it folks, we need a few more folks, and all cities seemed to be represented minus the motor city, perhaps SaturoGojo or @R-L-Stine are just waiting for their champs to be fully trained before signing up, ensuring their city has some strong representation as well.

So folks, let's hope we can fill the lost slots soon and the fighting can start, fighter names will be made available prior to the matches start, and Mickey and myself are super excited!!

Wheeler had heard about a snowball fight coming up. At first he was apprehensive about the whole thing, after all, it was mid march and the weather had been unseasonably warm. The fact he refused to wear a shirt and that snow is cold may well have been another reason for him not to join, though he would never admit it. Regardless, Wheeler was in two minds about joining. But then… Then he heard that the Godfather Chairman of Chicago, CLO, was going to be going toe to toe with two heavy weights from Los Angeles and Phili.
 

“We cant have a GFC going out there alone now can we?” Wheeler had reasoned. He would certainly need the strength of the Lord to protect him. And so, Wheeler gathered up his entry fee from the churches coffers and sent an Altar Boy to register him for the upcoming snowball fight. CLO would have the Lord on his side.

Just as well its my good friend Fluffiest_Tummy is running this competition Wheeler, and not my good friend R-L_Stine, or you might never see that Alter boy again. Good luck to you and all our entrants so far. And remember, it may be a game, but it's snow joke...

Aqua was looking forward to the snowball competition. Having been in a couple of these events already, there were some new twists to this one. Open now, as a National event, would make it all the more interesting. Aqua had been practicing her stealth and aim since the announcement was made and felt ready to it her best shot, so to speak. 

Soon, spring would come and the snow would melt, she wondered if machines would be soon be needed. Didn't matter to her, this was all in good fun and the excitement welled within her. 

J Michael Haller, AKA The Lincoln_Jesus walks out onto the stage, the grandest stage of them all, the Stage of Dreams, the stage that will see the first Intercity Snowball tournament the Mafia world has ever seen. Mickey looked fine in his Tuxedo, a little $5,000 number he had purchased Made to Measure from Saville Row in 1951, and which surprising still fit him, having not gotten fat and bloated like CLO when he assumed the rank of Godfather. It made it look like he was very professional and had dressed up especially for the event, when in fact it had just been the suit he was buried in 3 days previously when he was cut down in his prime. Being a true deity and wholly devout, unlike Wheeler's cult, he had of course risen from the grave earlier today, primarily so that he could chase down the outstanding legal bill owed to him by R-L_Stine. Absent mindedly brushing some grave dirt from his lapel, he approached the microphone suspended from the ceiling like the ones used during Prize fights.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, Boy and girls, children of all ages, now the moment you have been waiting for... the official opening of The World Snowball Federations Six Cities Cup. Tomorrow at 9 am, our first rounds will go live. SO without Further ado, I will introduce you to the Contestants.

Contestant Number 1 is... Sammy "Sucker Punch" Soul. Sammy is 165 years old, and is the Current Godfather of Holywood. He likes long walks in the forest, Progressive Jazz Fusion and Crocheting.

Contestant Number 2 is... Heston the Iron Chef. Heston is a Don from Old City District and is almost pure white from constantly living in the shadow of Gordon Ramsey.

Contestant Number 3 is... Goldbrick aka G-Brick. Goldbrick is Godfather of Pasadena, and is renowned for his love of Expensive women and fast Whiskey.

Contestant Number 4 is... Aqua "Toxic Ice" Tofana. Aqua is the RHM of our very own Fluffiest_Tummy. Aqua is just a Barbie Girl at heart, and prior to Working for FT she worked for the famous Dr Jones. Now she just has a face only a Mugger could Love.

Contestant Number 5 is... "Devistating" @Circle_of_Fire. Circle, is the lesser known Brother to Ring of Fire and Godfather of Summerlin. He claims to be the Result... the result of putting two many PepparX in your chilli.

Contestant Number 6 is... Paradise Aka SnowCat. Paradise, not to be confused with a pair of dice is GFC of Brooklyn, is rumoured to be a pussy cat between the sheets, but this lady is snow joke.

Contestant Number 7 is... My fucking Wife? Erm I mean Freyja. The beautifully radiant Freyja is Godfather of Northside and mistress of all she surveys. Practically perfect in every way, if any of you hurt her you are in for a good Fonging! I will fong you, until your insides are out, your outsides are in, your entrails will become your extrails I will w-rip... all the p... ung. Pain, lots of pain.

Contestant Number 8 is... Belle_, AKA Belle's Balls. Our Second GFC, Belle hails from Old City District, she's upper-upper class high society, God's Gift to ballroom notoriety. She always fills her ballroom, the event is never small, the social pages say she's got the biggest balls of them all.

Contestant number 9 is... Eren AKA CLO? Is that right? Oh it is, well that will be confusing as hell... sorry, a little distracted there. Eren is the RHM of Puzzled in Downtown, and promises to Keep moving forward, much like a fat man at an all you can eat buffet. Speaking of which...

Contestant Number 10 is... CLO AKA Ragnar. CLO is the resident fingerhead of Chicago... yeah I know what I said, designed to keep the FBN from looking closely at the true power behind the throne. It is said his Name is made up of his initials, but we can exclusively reveal tonight that it stands for Colonoscopy Long Overdue.

Contestant Number 11 is... Spaceman AKA Salty Surprise.... Spacey is RHM to Belle, and with help to hold her Big Balls every night, we all know why he gets called Salty Surprise.

Contestant Number 12 is... Yaoyorozu AKA Elsa. Yaoro... yaow...yaoyoz... Elsa is LHM to Puzzled and is used to picking up the slack left by Eren. Will they both get through, could they go head to head, or will they both get Frozen out?

Contestant Number 13 is... Westmoreland AKA sNoBallz. Westmoreland is LHM to FT and is certainly not the second ringer in the competition. Rumours abound that his father was a sailor on a vessel of Exploration whose favourite cry was "West... more Land!"

Contestant Number 14 is... Jumebone AKA the Rottweiler. Jumebone is LHM for Circle of Fire, and will be dogged in his pursuit of the title, but one has to wonder if he won't try to catch the opposition's snowballs in his mouth?

Contestant number 15 is... Wheeler AKA Havi. Wheeler is RHM for Bacon, and leader of a wannabe Cult based in Chicago. Worship of graven images aside, Wheeler tells me that his name is foreign for something, but I wasn't really listening, but I'm sure its good.

Contestant number 16 is... Keziah AKA BigBallsTony. Keziah is a Don from Bricktown and former member of the Infinite Void. Kez promises he has a use for everyone, but what that use is, we're not entirely sure... Probably nothing involving centipedes though.

Contestant Number 17 is... @Sozeki AKA Mr Plow is RHM to Keziah. We interviewed him about his ring name earlier and he stated singing to us. Call Me Mr. Plow, That's my name. That name again is Mr. Plow.

Contestant Number 18 is... TommyVercetti AKA Tommynator. Tommy is LHM to BrunoAccardo in Manhatten, and we don't talk about Bruno no, no , no. Tommy gets his brains and good looks from his Cousin's side of the family Tow Mater.

Contestant Number 19 is... Remedy AKA VladimirPutin. Remedy, a wise guy with my fellow Zombie ShinigamiK in Detroit is our lowest ranked Mafioso in the competition, and with a Fight name like that, its not hard to see why.

And finally, Contestant Number 20 is... Diego "The Frosty Tosser" Cortez. Diego is RHM for Redacted in 12th Street, and is sure to jerk those balls with a smooth wrist action, after all, he's had plenty of Practice over in Detroit!

And that's it Ladies and Gentlemen, thank fuck. Climbing out of your own grave certainly puts stress on the vocal cords... NO, it had nothing to do with screaming for help and crying like a baby. Any way, these are your potential Champions, size them up and decide who you think has the finesse to cut the mustard and fling their balls to victory. The first matches kick off tomorrow, so without further ado....

LETS GET READY TO RUMMMMMMBLE!

The Competition running order will be as follows:

Group 1

Group 2

Group 3

Group 4

Group 5

The Referee for Groups 1 and 4 will be your truly, whilst groups 2, 3 and 5 will Have Fluffiest_Tummy as the Referee. Please contact your referee to organise your Matches start time.

Fluffiest and Lincoln_Jesus had been very busy with DAY 1 OF THE SNOWBALL FIGHT COMPETITION

The contestants had been dying to get started and honestly, so were the organizers. Let's have a look at the Day 1 matches and their results!!!

First of the bat it was Remedy vs TommyVercetti

Both fighters had initially some trouble finding their true aim, but only after Tommy 'refreshed himself' by throwing a snowball right in his own face he managed to finish the job and cling to a 2-1 victory!!

Quickly following their match it was time to look at group 1, with Goldbrick taking on my very own beloved RHM Aqua_Tofana.

The G Brick is the heavy weight in this fight, bringing with her an impressive posse of followers from the West coast, but despite her status her aims seems to be slightly off and unexpectedly to most (but perhaps not to some who know Aqua to be a double veteran in snow ball fights) it is a clear and decisive 2-0 victory for Toxic Ice!!

Moving on to the pool of death, the battle of the Godmothers

It is Circle-of-Fire and Paradise to dish it out first, both godly mothers or somehow in charge of men, are keen to show their skills off to the world!! Fear me both of them shout at the other, this folks looks like it'll be a match to remember!!

The fight starts easy, both opponents feeling each other out, but as Devastating fire turns up the heat and gets 1 massive hit on Snowcat who then is digging into the fight. One round later snowcat is on equal terms and the amount of hiding spots are getting very spares. Oh no what is that, it is CoF who decides to kamikaze and take out both hiding at the same spot. Sudden death shall decide the victory, quickly prepping another smaller field and getting the fighters lined up in a single unique hiding spot. 

One quick round without any hit is recorded, but then in round 2 it is the lady on Fire who knocks out the GFC of NY and claims a 3-2 victory

Next up it is the battle of snipers perhaps, it was Spaceman vs Yaoyorozu

Both fighters were very keen in getting going, hiding to their best knowledge in hard to find places and away the volleys of snow went!!  After again some back and fro it was clear that the number of hiding spaces were deteriorating and both had landed a solid hit already.. Was it.. NO it couldn't be, but YES they both had been hiding at the same spot and with Salty Surprise just ruining his own chances he knocked both of them out with a single shot. This match like the one before will go into Sudden Death.

Well as long and exciting the fight was, the fast and quickly over the sudden death was, with Elsa showing her worth and ice cold skills to knock out the Salty Surprise and clinch a 3-2 victory.

Moving back to the group 5 arena, it was clear that the first fight had inspired the other participants in that group and they were grim-faced staring each other down, it would be Soseki vs DiegoCortez.

Both of them would not give an inch to the other, but it was MR Plow who manages the 1st hit and sent the Frosty Tosser again back to his strategy board. Which worked his charm as he pulled 1 back. After an intermezzo of missed shots it was faith that struck and both fighters launched deadly strikes and knocked each other out at the SAME TIME, woowzers!! Sudden death here we come!

Sudden death prepared, it was again a long and tight affair, near misses, taunts and jeers across the field but in the end it was Diego, The Tosser who clung on to his 3-2 victory here.

Next match was between some very eager participants, yes it is Eren vs CLO

it was clear that the former is a massive fan and admirer of the former, for his fighting name was CLO, who himself had chosen Ragnar to inspire his warrior spirit and prowess, good match up for sure

Right off the bat it was Ragnar who did a very fine job and landed a solid hit. CLO being a fanboy cheered as well, oh lord people this guy!!

But after being done cheering, it was CLO who manages to hit back his hero and object of extreme affections.

Ragnar being so off-balanced by that loved stumbled and instead of throwing the ball to the obviously stalking fan hit himself straight up the nose and as he was snorting snow it was Eren would won this fight with a 2-1 victory.

Eren was so fired up he immediately dragged Spaceman from the athletes lounge and insisted the match up to start asap

Fluffiest agreed for both match ups in this group had finished and the 2nd matches were now ready to go.

It was again a slow start, perhaps the first match had taken substantial energy from the fighters, but being a tough fighter it was SaltySurprise who managed to land the first hit. Totally fired up CLO threw left and right missing shitloads but he got lucky that his opponent was no better. Then in the final part CLO found his aim and managed to knock out his opponent just in time 2-1 Victory for eren.

In the meantime another fight had been taking place at the practice arena, well we only have 1 arena so if people had no time to wait their turn they'd have to make due with that one. For Wheeler and Keziah this was no impediment and they went full force at it there.

In the end this lead to a 2-1 victory for Keziah, perhaps with some success under his belt he would dare the big arena going forward

Fluffiest had been due for a nap for a while now but the participants kept banging on his door. Now it was SammySoul and Heston, he grunted and told them to fuck off and find Lincoln who was their referee

Later on he heard that despite being a 2 time veteran The Iron Chef had failed miserably and was sent licking his wounds with a decisive 2-0 victory by the SUCKERPUNCH- oh yes well chosen that name mr Soul

 Being awake already Fluffiest decided to look for 1 more match up to finish the day, such a weak show by Heston should not be something people should close off their day with and he found 2 more godmothers, the lovely Freyja vs Belle_. Surely this was going to be a long and exciting contest.

YET..

It seemed Blizzard should have called herself Crystal ball or something like that, because in a single round she managed to knock out Belle's Balls despite taking a single hit as she made her mark on this contest.  2-1 victory to close off Day 1

For all who prefer to witness the matches live, please come to our venue at #snowball

Good night and see you all tomorrow

Day 2 had been altogether more Relaxing. Mickey and Fluffiest_Tummy almost seemed to be taking the idea of the Sabbath to heart. Still, it hadn't been entirely unproductive, except when the field of play had to be closed and cleaned after Eren had thought it humorous to urinate in the snow, allegedly spurred on by Heston. Mickey had a look at the fight list. He only had a handful of matches left to run. Heston Vs Goldbrick, Jumebone Vs Keziah, Westmoreland Vs Keziah and Jumebone vs Wheeler and that would see his matches complete. Perhaps he'd get them done today. picking up the match reports from yesterday he gave them a good read.

Day 2

Match 1

G Brick Vs Suckerpunch

Following Yesterday's matches, the smart money was on Suckerpunch Soul. Round one started slow with both men going wide of the mark, but the second round certainly amped up the excitement as first Suckerpunch smacked G Brick in the teeth with a lump of compressed snow the size of Missouri, and G Brick answered straight back with a shot between the eyes it almost knocked Sammy's squint straight. Round 3 started with G Bricks shots going wide of the mark, allegedly due to his teeth still chattering, where as Suckerpunch, still furious at his previous hit walloped Mr Brick upside the head with what looked more akin to a lump of Ice than a snowball. A quick match, over in a flurry of teabagging (Is that the correct term for guys exchanging their balls on each others faces?) that saw SammySoul victorious yet again, and Heston complaining that no one was interested in a little side action...

Match 2

Circle-of-Fire Vs Freyja

The Sun was shinning and the snow was still mostly white when these two Titans of the Piste faced off against each other in a Match some were calling the bout of the decade. The fact that those people were all punch drunk and knew nothing about the world of competitive snowball chucking was completely irrelevant. Round 1 started slow with both patrons of the Snow slinging community went well wide of the mark. However Business certainly picked up in round two with Circle smacking Freyja right on the tit, and taking one to the crotch in answer. The Referees had thought of taking a time out, but both contestants shot FT a glare that would curdle milk from 30 feet and resumed throwing, all semblance of rounds gone. Whilst in theory this should make for an entertaining match, the furious pace of missed shots just gave FT a headache, until luckily he noticed "The Blizzard" take a glancing blow, but try to shake it off at a misplaced attempt at Subterfuge. A victory for "Devastating" Circle-of-Fire who with 2 from 2 was shaping up to be well named.

Match 3

Westmoreland Vs Wheeler

This was never going to be a match for the Ages. Both Men appeared considerably worse for wear having spent the wee small hours celebrating the Start of The Six Cities cup. Both men staggered around the field of play doing their best Rocky Vs Apollo Creed Impressions... In Round 15 when both men were fucked. In a fairly uneventful match, both men kept striking areas already checked by their opponent, before sometime around round 10 when Wheeler finally put the Crowd out of their misery. 6 days, 14 hours and 23 minutes this match had taken, or so it seemed, but nevertheless Wheeler had recorded his first Victory.

Match 4

Westmoreland Vs Jumebone

Westy refused to leave the field of Dreams, as he was absolutely livid at losing his match against "Havi" Wheeler, so we finally located Jumbone and persuaded him to start his matches, as up until this point the Rottweiler was the only contestant left to play a single match. Some had though him a ringer, but given sNoBallz fury he was more likely a sacrificial lamb. However his anger was akin to a plasma storm wreaking havoc and he was completely unfocused. Jumebone calmly focused his aim and took a few practice balls to get his Aim in. Westmoreland did score first blood, but with a quick 1-2 The Rottweiler eliminated his opponent. sNoBallz, in his rage drove his right foot so far into the ground that it sank in up to his waist; then in a passion he seized the left foot with both hands and tore himself in two.

Match 5

DiegoCortez Vs TommyVercetti

Having had the longest Match of the Competition thus far, we now had a contender for the shortest. The Tommynator and The Frosty Tosser started off meaning business with both scoring a direct hit in the first round. The second round saw the Tosser making a schoolboy error, revealing his location and giving the Tommynator an easy victory. Vercetti went down hard in the Second round, and needed smelling salts and Hot Cocoa to help him recover.

Match 6

Heston Vs @Aqua-Tofana

Word on the street was that the Iron Chef had been up all night watching The F Word and Kitchen Nightmares for inspiration, and he certainly meant business. Scoring a F&@king hit right out of the box, against an opponent whom apparently 'Threw snowballs like old people f&@k', Aqua taking one to the eye, and as we all know, nothing burns and stings like someone tossing in your eye. Still hurling expletives Heston missed his second round shots, as did the almost blind Aqua before the Iron Chef buried Toxic Ice by almost emptying his balls all over her, erm emptying his snowballs all over her. A 2-0 victory for the pioneer of multi-sensory cooking, food pairing and flavour encapsulation.

Match 7

SammySoul Vs Aqua-Tofana

After a 2 hour break for Lunch, expertly cooked by Blumenthal (A Roast Chicken Foam, on a bed of Aerated Beetroot with a Pine Tonic of botanicals and pureed hay smoked potatoes) Suckerpunch squared up against Toxic Ice, whose eye still looked a bit bloodshot. This was a cagey, tactical affair, with both opponents taking time to feel each other out. It wasn't until round 3 that a score was made, with both opponents scoring hits on the other, Suckerpunch was left looking like he had sneezed just as he indulging in his Alleged $5k a day coke habit, there is big money to be made in professional tossing. But it wasn't until round 5 that Suckerpunch eliminated his quarry, making it two straight losses for Toxic Ice.

Match 8 

Paradise Vs Belle_

The Penultimate match of the day saw Snowcat facing off against Belle's Balls. New York Vs Philadelphia. Godfather Vs Godfather... erm Chairman. The tale of the tape was too close to call, and the betting although heavy was fairly evenly split. Neither had managed a win yet, but that wasn't stopping these two titans who at various points looked like they would break out into a full on cat fight (Complete with furballs and taint licking I assume). The Snowcat took an early lead in round 1, but the early lead was nullified in round 4 with an acrobatic throw into cover by one of Belle's Balls. Another 2 rounds saw plenty of misses until Snowcat scalped Belle with a stinging spin ball, to win 2-1 and secure her first victory of the competition.

Match 9

CLO Vs Yaoyorozu

The final match of the evening saw Ragnar, King of the North, Vs Elsa, Queen of the North. Both born in the snow, both should be experts at this kind of endeavour. And it showed. Elsa took the early lead in round 1, Ragnar equalizing in round 2, a stalemate for round 3, before a double K.O on round 4 saw both opponents go to "SUDDEN DEATH". A single shot each is all they got in sudden death as it was Ragnar showing his warrior instinct, throwing a ball so hard, Fluffiest was afraid it would decapitated Elsa. Obviously as it was only snow, and the cold doesn't bother her anyway, Elsa walked away with only her pride injured. CLO recording his first victory of the competition.

An exciting 2nd day that had seen it all, who knew what day 3 would bring? One thing was Sure, SammySoul was the first Qualifier for the Championship Pool. Stay tuned to all the action 24-7 exclusively in #Snowball.

After delegating the day 2 report to Lincoln_Jesus, Fluffiest decided to take care of day 3, simply because he had the motivation today and there were fewer matches!!! So pushing his lackey.... euh lawyer aside and gesturing to his trusted main protector George to step up and deliver the summaries of the matches. He settled into the comfy stuffed cushion and enjoyed a few snacks as the man droned on about the matches

Match 1

Jumebone VS Keziah

Both having won their first match in good fashion, the crowd had high hopes for this match-up. It was the fierce k9 against a very confident man who well let's just say has defining features!! Soon after the whistle went to start the match it was the man with well let's just say this folks BIG BALLS to use his expertise handling such and land a big solid hit sending the dog yipping for a good while. Yet he was not defeated and being the rottweiler he is he sunk his teeth into his opponent and dragged him up and down the field stepping off it victoriously with a 2-1 scoreline

Match 2

Soseki VS Remedy

Well folks this was a match that seemed to have lasted so short it was nearly over before it started. Like we see in other aspects, VPP was very well prepared and despite many dangers reported to and by his opponent his overwhelming force simply couldn't be stopped. Before MR Plow could even start defending his positions they were already annihilated and a 2-0 victory was obtained by Vladimir Putin Poutine!!!

Match 3

DiegoCortez VS Remedy

To say that this was the most interesting match of the day would be a MASSIVE UNDERSTATEMENT. Oh dear people following the sportpages, this match shall be hotly debated after many more decades to come. The match started off like a firestorm, it was both fighters that somehow managed to do a double knock-out in round 1 moving immediately to Sudden Death . The sudden death portion took like forever only to be decided in the very last moment with Vladimir PP making the final knock out and claim a 3-2 victory. But within minutes of the preliminary result the Snowball Official body of referees got many alerts of high betting amounts on such a specific course of the match. Would this be the very first instance of MATCH FIXING??? Fluffiest and Lincoln couldn't believe it, it was of course crazy start with both opponents striking clear and hard against each other. An investigation was planned and half way executed when fluffiest one day came back to find a nice stash of money with kitty treats right on top of it... perhaps the investigation was not needed after all!!! but then the lawyer showed up with many papers, which bored the feline to a limit one couldn't imagine. But after pointing out some issues in match administration it seemed the result would have to be reversed in favor of mr Cortez. But in the end when looking at the source materials which included the signature of mr Cortez himself it was clear the 3-2 victory would remain. Yet... why did that fluff look so fashionable with new bling and a velvet pillow with gilded threads... we shall never know!!!

Match 4

Circle-of-Fire vs Belle_

This next match in the group of death was again eagerly referred to by fan favorites. Devastating had her own following of red hooded figures lighting bonfires all across the arena. The organization annoyed with all the heat and sides of the arena in real jeopardy decided to douse all the flames and talk to those people sternly. Yet the support seemed to have fired their favorite up, just maybe too much and she kept melting her snowballs and lacking in the first half of the match. Belle swooped in and landed a solid hit on circle!! Unfortunately for CoF she didn't fare too much better in the 2nd half of the match but leaning on her two earlier wins she was into the 2nd round of this competition anyways, yet her form seems a little off!! 2-0 Victory Belle

Match 5

Paradise vs Freyja

The final match of the Godmother group, and it would be the most important one!! Would it be snowcat or blizzard to follow the fiery lady to the next round. This was a do or die fight and it seemed it was making both of them very nervous and affect their aim not for the better!!  But as she started up her trail of destruction Bllizzard managed to find the kitty stuck in a tree and got a hit off in the early parts of the match. Yet her efforts were so exhausting she hardly had any wisp of energy left and the snowcat patiently waited for her chance and leveled the score. After many desctructive attempts the arena was nearly done and very few spots were left. It was snowcat who decided to take a gamble and hit the spot where both had their secondary locations listed and brought this came into Sudden Death. Quickly they chose positions on the auxillary field and after a long and exhausting battle it was the snowcat who rawred to victory and she clinched a championship pool spot with a 3-2 victory over blizzard!!

Well folks only a few fights left and the following players you get to enjoy in the next round:

SammySoul, Circle-of-Fire, Remedy, tommyvercetti and Paradise

We recommend those finalists to start looking for their patron as soon as possible!!!

Diego trudges past, carrying two black eyes from multiple head shots from his valiant and somewhat mystic opponents. 

An amazing event. Thanks to the organisers. Best of luck for the remainder of the competition. 

Breaking News

There are only a couple of matches still to be played in the round Robin, and both are important matches to say the least. They are Heston Vs Goldbrick, in a much anticipated match to see if Heston will go through to the final, or if Goldbrick can snatch a late upset that will see Aqua_Tofana squeeze through by the skin of her teeth. Likewise The final Match in Round 4, Westmoreland Vs Keziah will determine who from that group will make it to the Championship. It will be special Guest Referee Lincoln_Lawyer to oversee the final two matches of the round Robin, with Fluffiest_Tummy completing his final match earlier today. 

There was controversy earlier though in the match involving @Jumbone Vs Wheeler. Jumebone who has already qualified for the Championship had a chance to make it a clean sweep with 3 victories from 3, whilst Wheeler was looking to increase his chances of qualifying. After an entertaining 6 rounds, the match went to sudden death. In the first round, the Ref mistaken called out for a hit against Wheeler, but a quick review of the VAR confirmed that no hit had occurred. The match continued until a double knockout in the 3rd round say yet another Sudden Death round happen for the first time in competition history. Whilst ordinarily there is no provision for 2 sudden death rounds, the referees after discussion agreed that in the interests of fairness, both men would get to pelt the shit out of each other once more. Round 1 saw both men go wide, and then disaster struck, Jumebone got an Emergency call and had to flee the arena, voluntarily forfeiting the match. As Wheeler celebrated, Jumebone tossed his snowball over his shoulder smacking the other man square in the face. Had Jumebone had only 30 seconds longer he would have won the competition and Qualified in first place with 3 straight wins. As it is, Jumebone has Qualified for the Championship, with Wheeler tentatively sitting in second place. Should Westmoreland win, this will be enough for Wheeler to Qualify, however if Keziah wins, he will go through to the final ahead of Wheeler on strike difference. Things couldn't be any more exciting than this.

"Is this thing on? Yeah ok. No, No feedback."

"Good Evening Gentlebeings, this is J Michael Haller coming to you live from the 'Lincoln Lawyer Memorial Arena' where we have just played host to 4 days of top notch sports entertainment. Not since Jesse Owens won 4 gold medals and helped set the 4x100m relay World record in the 1936 Berlin Olympics has there been so much excitement linked to one event. The Round Robin of the 1st Inaugural World Snowball Federations Six Cities Cup is complete. The results are in and have been tabulated. Fluffiest_Tummy wanted me to give you a round up of today's matches, but to be honest that's all in the past. We've had it all these past 4 days. Matches that were too short, Matches that were too long. We've had near misses, close calls and no less than 9 SUDDEN DEATH rounds. We've even had miss calls and CLO. But here it is, the following people will be going into the Championship playoff to win the ultimate prize, a date with Fluffiest_Tummy! Uhhh"

Mickey presses the head set against his ears and nods vigorously.

"Apparently the first prize is not a date with Fluffiest_Tummy, but an assload of credits and shit... although an assload of shit doesn't sound good, I'm sure someone will appreciate it. Call you tell I'm excited? So without further ado, here are your finalists.

Group 1 Winner: SammySoul

Group 1 Runner up: Heston

Group 2 Winner: Paradise

Group 2 Runner up: @Circle_of_Fire

Group 3 Winner: @Yaoyorozu

Group 3 Runner up: Eren

Group 4 Winner: Jumebone

Group 4 Runner up: Keziah

Group 5 Winner: Remedy

Group 5 Runner up: TommyVercetti

So there you have it Gentles and ladymen. Are you not entertained? Is that not why you are here? Give it up and make some noise for your champions, and spare a thought for the pitiful peons, who failed to make the cut and will be forever more confined as failures to the dustbin of history. "

Dusting the snowball off her furry jacket that she knew Fluffiest_Tummy  had suspicion it was the fur of his fallen relative, she could feel the bruise forming on her cheek from her battle with Paradise where they were both oddly enough hiding in the same spot unbeknown to one another... Was it the snow man between them?

"That was mighty fun! Thank you for organizing this... I look forward to seeing who claims the title... anyone got an icepack by chance?"she muttered the last bit of the sentence to herself