Here's what happened...
•You, Rocket, were cyan, I was green.
•The game started. Blue and yellow did nothing. Everyone else built furiously. I put down my beer and started building too.
•Red built towers right next to me and did nothing on his other flank.
•I built 3 towers next to red.
•Purple attacked me with everything he had right from the start, so, like you do with a fly when it pisses you off, I swatted him.
•I took another sip of my beer.
•By that stage, you'd taken over the yellow and blue bases with no resistance and towered up each end.
•The game was effectively over at that point as I was laughing so hard at what was beginning (even in my alcohol-addled state) to look like a set-up, so I didn't bother to build towers to defend against you, or produce any more troops.
•You rolled into town with your entire army against maybe 60 or 80 of mine, and attacked.
•I quickly finished my beer, then fat-fingered my keyboard and mis-timed my toot, which is obviously what Shaka was referring to in his first point.
•Then it was a simple matter for you to Toot, and your superior numbers had no trouble destroying my base.
•After that I quit, so I didn't see what red did.
So congratulations Rocket, your team of 5 beat me when I was drunk. Well done. Have a cookie