“Little did the Mattocks know that they would be facing an unbeaten team, with the likes of Welton Rootson on their side. But they played on regardless and this is what came of it.

The poor fellas were outplayed on offense and defense, and while we were denied a consolation TD at the death (or possible TD...) by Rum Diggles' flat feet, we never really looked like scoring before that.

Comprehensively beaten by the better team and the more skillful manager; the mattocks have now tasted both sides of the coin (?)

Their insistence on passing the ball around goes undiminished however, and Judd Moss racked up another completion for the passyest team in the west. All this throwteamate malarkey is a big con if you ask me, especially as Berch Dimbark keeps dropping the poor guys on their heads. Fool.”