“A horribly incompetent match; more fumbles and slips than you could shake several sticks at. Everything was getting sticky and slimy, and we know who to blame.

The beasts, despite scaring the bejesus out of me early on, proved just how dim they can be, and spent most of the second half dozing. Special mention though goes to the valiant Flancey, who spent much of the game duking it out with the beast Szornyeteg Lajos on his own while the rest of the team got on with the game, and gave it a hiding, too!

Berch and Oakes got their act together this game and when they weren't squishing snotty nurglings, could be seen tearing around the pitch like saplings.

Pimpike took it all very well, and was a really good sport. He seemed to find it even funnier than i did when his boys started biting it. Hats of to a fine gentleman.

Rum Diggles mucked in and scored the TD that was erased when they conceded, but with Rigsby and Tucker injured in the first half, it was a good, old-fashioned up-to-your-knees in mud team effort this time around.”