“The elves came onto the pich with blood on their minds, and as the Lurkers spread out their forces to set up a misguided passing play, Die Schoenen singled out their positional players and fouled them immediately into the hospital.
No turn ended without an elven boot in the throat of a downed Lurker.
Expecting a friendly exhibition game, the small-town Necromantic team was taken by surprise by the unexpected bloodlust of the elves.
Fadeaway French took control of ball and team alike as he quickly shouted commands to his fellows, calling for them to adjust their tactics.
He brought them together into a focused run down the sidelines, blasting through the elves violent, but flimsy defense, putting some of Die Schoenen into the KO box with some necromantic fouls of their own.
The Elves recieved the second kick, and, distracted by the fiery fury of the Lurkers (stoked by the two foul-induced injuries of the game: the carreer destroying strength drop of Wight Comet James and the death of Werewolf David Kessler), missed a pass and faltered along the line.
When one of the zombies tripped, fell and seriously injured himself while trying to position himself for a fouling assist, Die Schoenen coach Gofys100 threw in the towel, realizing that his dainty dodgers had started something they could not finish.”