“The Lustrian Gods had sailed over thousands of miles of seas, faced creatures unknown in Lustria or their new home on the voyage and been forced to eat a Kroxigor who accompanied them after rations ran out. Now, miles from home they face their first opponents in the Old World - a group of fellow Lustrians! Shocked, they achieved absolutely nothing the first half.

The second half started better. The Lustrians messed up their kick and the referee handed the ball to Atl. Things looked like they were going well. However the lithe amazons soon had atl surrounded and five turns later his sum movement had been one pace closer to his own end zone. Familiar with Saurus thinking patterns, head coach Lucan noticed the glint in his eye as he watched his skink brethren dodging around trying to keep clear. Horrified he ran on to the pitch to attempt to stop what he knew was coming, but too late. Atl hit a nearby woman, stepped up to her friend and arched his back to try to dodge away - succesfully.

So awed were the amazons that for the time it took him to run the ball home they unanimously prostrated themselves at his feet rather than interfering with his goalline rush. A dying seconds equaliser tied the match.

The winnings from this game were spent on a few training sessions with renowned coach Tenochtitlan Billy, hopefully granting some measure of reliability to their play.

(Well played kill-kill. Didn't deserve the draw at all. Never seen such crappy blocking.)”