The Ogrestomper's Antics: Vinnik "Ogrestomp".

In this blog post, I introduced you to Vinnick "Ogrestomper" - a linerat ballsy enough to bring down an Ogre after the miscreant blocked him, and then jump to his feet to put the stomp on for a first turn badly hurt. So, we're going to answer the question you haven't been asking: what's he been up to since then?

Well, he grabbed himself an MVP in the game following the incident with the ogre. Given the fact that he did nothing of merit in the 3-2 victory - and that Gutter Runner Urdish the Thirty-First netted himself two touchdowns (the first being his tenth TD in ten games) - we can only assume the jury handed Vinnick the MVP for his début turn Ogre-stomping shenanigans.

In the following game, he could be found farting around making a completion. Coach Stonefist allowing a linerat to be doing such things probably goes to show why the Thirteens lost the game 2-1 and brought a six game unbeaten streak to an unceremonious end. The last original XI linerat Maskul, who'd managed to play 8 of 9 games and net a solitary MVP, died in the game, and fans might have hoped the Thirteens' Dwarf manager would respond by planning to beef up the teams rowdiness. So Thirteeners were positively outraged to hear that Coach Stonefist decided to get Vinnick to work on his kicking game rather than develop the golden dirty tricks he'd wooed fans with earlier.

Armed with his new skill, Vinnick certainly showed the fans how to kick a ball in his fourth game. And then he brutally stoved in a bewildered Nurgle rotter's collar bone and damaged his back for a niggling injury with a wholly different kind of kick. A dropkick. To the chest.

However, his time in the limelight appears to be limited. Fans who weren't able to attend the game were dismayed to hear that Vinnick inflicted the injury with a completely legal block. Perhaps he isn't the dirty darling they'd hoped for.

But fans of the Thirteens will at least be glad to see that the team are trying to work at reversing their horrifying casualty rate. As the graphic below will show you: they're known for taking pain; not delivering it. And with a casualty difference of -10, fans might be hoping a truly dirty bastard rolls into the stadium soon.