“Dr Death, constantly beeing challenged by his colleages in the Dark Arts found himself up against an old Necromantic High School rival. And that meant it could not end pretty. The opposing coach did some scouting on Dr Death's Minions and realized that unlike most zombies these ones relied heavily on stitches to keep working. So cleverly the players of his team was equipped with scissors and the slaughter was upon us. Zombie heads and arms flew everywhere, formaldehyde and coagulated blood filled the pitch, all the while Dr Death was muttering curses under his breath.
Afterwards, finding all the parts to get the zombies up again proved difficult since the two werewolves of the opposing team had buried most of the limbs under the pitch. Dr Death pulling his hair was forced to take a few players of his rooster just to get complete players for his next game. On the flipside though Tomas Ragelli legendary Quarterback of the Minions got some flashbacks to an earlier life, and now handles the ball aswell as a living beeing.”