“a great game, and my front line were, for once, horribly out done. My thrower couldn't manage simple ball pick-ups. So how did I win? two things. One was mother nature's unseemly hatred of the Twisted Beards. Four players laid out with sunstroke, three more laid low by a virus. That's seven players laid low for one drive people, I counted. On my fingers.
The second reason was Skullmuncher. He was capable of doing the impossible, running in a touchdown which involved a 3tz pickup, and caught a superb long pass from Longy (when he finally got his act together) to run in the second. My team's MVP would go to him. For the beards? they played fantastically as a team, but I guess it's got to go to Chong, a constant pain in my side who was very threatening in my backfield, especially when coupled with my thrower's clumsyness.

A great game, thanks very much. ”