Tonight's FoG battle against Gordon was actually going fairly well until the inevitable happened and the dice turned against me, leading to unit after unit breaking. I had managed to break 2 or 3 of his though, and was close to breaking a few more. I'd managed to create a couple of excellent positional set-ups as well when this happened.
I'm really kicking myself that I didn't take my camera - there would have been some great shots.
Still, it was a good game and could have gone either way, despite me stupidly taking a Rhoxolani army - protected Bw* cav were not very useful, even if one of them was steadfastly refusing to break for several turns despite base losses, being outnumbered 2:1 (at the start - 4:1 in the final round of melee!) and outgunned (they were fighting opponents who were Armoured, so my cav were on a negative POA).
Taking the Scythian allies was definitely a good move though - the extra light horse (you can only take a max of 8 bases on the Sarmatian list) proved their worth.
Now the Sarmatians are nearly done and I've had a good chance to get used to them, I'm keen to try some other ancient armies which I could take Sarmatian allies with. Time to start looking through the list books to see which ones I could do.
After packing away my troops at the end of the game, I popped down to the loo. As I went through the door, I slipped on a small patch of water and went elbow* over tit. Result: big bruise on my right knee, sore-but-not-bruised right elbow, small bruise above my right ear and a slightly strained left bicep. Hopefully the knee bruise will go down overnight.
* I do in fact know my arse from my elbow, but thought I'd be polite. Oh, drat! I seem to have undone my good intentions with this explanation.