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Coming Soon: The Blasthof Bridge Post-game Report. . .

 

Young Master Paul makes his opening move in our Blasthof Bridge refight yesterday afternoon.

 

A busy Monday ahead as somewhat more normal life cranks and clanks back into gear following a long July 4th holiday weekend here in the U.S.  As soon as I have the chance, I'll share a few after-action ramblings, but the two of us had a blast (ahem) playing another game of toy soldiers, which lasted about 2.5 hours.  That seems just about right.  

I won the game on a technicality, but The Young Master meted out considerable punishment and rolled well when it came to morale tests.  And, most important, he enjoyed the experience of pushing lead around the table.  We're planning another game shortly, possibly a raid of some sort.  He likes these. 

Our game also got me thinking later of ways to continue refining (otherwise known as trimming the fat) from my developing rules, so that they can indeed be committed to memory instead of of (right now) five pages of small print (Groan!).  But of that more anon.

-- Stokes

Comments

Rob said…
Congratulations on finally turning the tables on the 'Young Master'.
I see a few more troops than at the original Battle of Blasthof, looking forward to the triumphant AAR.
Der Alte Fritz said…
You are living the Wargames Dream: father and son enjoying playing a game together.

Jim
Matt said…
Reminds me of my Fire & Fury games with my eldest son (now 26 and starting his own family).

We both have fond memories of the hours spent together. His younger brother never really got wargaming so we spent hours at football (soccer) matches instead!

You will remember these times long after they are concluded.
tradgardmastare said…
Looking forward to hearing more. It is a great photo of son and armies.
Peter Douglas said…
Great looking table, properly old school. Sounds like all involved had a great time.
Neil said…
I'm glad you get to play with your son. I have 5 boys and they were my "geeks in training" and I enjoyed every game with them. It's great when they visit and say, "Okay Dad, what are we playing?"
Neil

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