Well, I coached my first game in nearly two decades today. I'd been looking forward to breaking myself back in with some undead raised from the bodies I've been keeping down in the cellar but the magic didn't come through for me. As I say, rusty is not the word.

I eventually had to settle for some greenhorns out of Altdorf's glorious academy, the Altdorf Academy Armsmen no less. All still wet behind the ears, even the big guy. To be fair to them though, they seemed to know what they were doing better than I did, although that's not saying much these days.

We faced off against an especially green team of greenskins, and managed to get a two nil victory with the added bonus of not suffering any injuries chucked into the bargain. I say bonus, but I could really have made use of the corpses. They don't keep forever you know.

Oh well, we'll see how things go.