“Well, what can I say about this game, than that it was not a good way to start the season.

From the beginning until the end the dark elves spent most of their time lying flat out, while the orcs pushed farther and farther towards the endzone.
Second half offered some changes, though. For a moment it looked like Umbra would save their day when he caught the ball and came close to The Rampagers' endzone, when he suddenly, dazed with relief, tripped on his own shoe laces and joined the rest of the team in their up close and personal studies of the grass.
Just to add insult to injury, Vacca Foeda caught a blow on the wrong side of his head and had to be carried off the field with his neck in a cast.

I congratulate you on your victory, Snazzy. It was painful, yet fun.

Oh, by the way... It seems Vacca Foeda has taken his injury pretty personal and has sworn revenge on Wrymgsh the next time they meet. He was mumbling something about using his wheelchair as a deathroller...”