“Quite a game with lots of touchdowns and not too many casualties (the team was still mourning the dead of Skull Mc Crack'em).
It all started well, we managed to convince a team of High Elves to play a game just when Jupiter was closest to Venus. You should expect an experencied coach like Snakefire77 to know that those signs mean bad luck for Elves, but apparently he didn't. Nevertheless it didn't take him long to find out. Too bad we couldn't really benefit from the bad luck of the elves, as we had some problems in our defence. Everybody relied on Jack the Crippler to tackle any Lion Warrior that was seen wandering about our endzone, something that went quite well for some time but in the second half of the game, Jack started dozing off from time to time. After the game he declared that he had woken up in the morning with a terrible headache after accepting some of Speedy Gonzales' "special" sports drink the night before the game.
The game went back and forth in the usual way (0-1,1-1,1-2...), but when we were down 2-3 and ready to go for the 3-3, our thrower decided to show off. He had been admiring the gracious movements of the elves during the game and wanted to prove that dirty little rats were equally capable of this. Actually he DID prove his point, no elf could have been more gracious than he was when he moved to pick up the ball. Unfortunately by acting as an elf, the astrological bad luck also applied to him and he fumbled his pick-up in a far more less gracious way. Our team came in a difficult position, instead of scoring the equaliser, the elves snatched the ball from under our noses and went to score 2-4.”