“XXX PRE MATCH XXX

Striding into the arena (pitch) Maximus Painicus commanded his gladiators to prepare for battle.

"Today we face a truly mighty foe. But be clear on one thing my brothers, when I say 'mighty' I am not just talking about their physical prowess, for they are mighty STUPID.... Some of us will not see out today, but as I stand here in defiance of our enemy I promise you all this....This day will belong to us!"

XX POST MATCH XXX

Maximus gently cradled the head of Inn yur fayce as the life drained out of his broken body....

"Di...did we win my lord?"
"We won indeed, and now your reward awaits you in Elysium. Brother, you die with honour...be at peace now"

A faint smile appeared on Fayce's lips as he expelled his final breath.

Maximus stood, raised the match ball high above his head and looked at his bloodied warriors.....

"VICTORY IS OURS MY BROTHERS!!!"

They yelled back in unison...."VICTORY!!!"

(any reports of my brave warriors spending the 2nd half running away are unfounded...)
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