The RED Teams Manager sighed and reviewed the statistics once again, hoping that he'd missed something. He hadn't, and the numbers hadn't magically changed; RED was still losing, badly. And almost everywhere, too.
"This is not good," he said to himself. "We can't lose to BLU, we just can't!" But RED had been on the defensive since… since, well, before he got here. And that couldn't be good.
He pulled out a folder at random from the box and looked at the label: Team Reports. He opened it; inside were short reports about team members from the teams themselves.
The Teams Manager read almost every report in the file that night, a plan gradually forming in his mind. The problem with RED was that the teams were just slapped together in what was called a 'Highlander' formation—one person of each class. This left little room for complex strategies, and meant that some people were doing much too much work—the Engineers and the Medics mostly.
RED would need to hire some new people, and fire some old people, and scramble them all up, but it might just turn the tables on BLU. An 18-man team, configured specifically for defense, would be an interesting—and perhaps successful—experiment…