“Joe:
So Ehto - a remarkable game out there. What was going through yor mind?
Ehto:
Please don't hit me, please don't hit me, please don't hit me . . .
Joe:
Interesting. So, Barkfoot, rumour has it you were instrumental in the victory of the Goblinkillers. Did you feel their bout of sickness was a major factor?
Barkfoot:
'Ai, mon. Dey's soul is so full of de evil, 'dey is sick. It is too much for da weak heart of da hoo-mun.
Joe:
Do you feel that all is equal now, between the Major League and the Goblinkillers? I hear that there is some bad blood over a previous game . . .
Barkfoot:
We is happy wid da wn, but we is sure dat de karma is still to heap many bad luck on da head of de evil hoo-muns. And we is da one who will take da evil heads off.
Joe:
So all is not forgiven?
Barkfoot:
Me eats da hoomun.
Joe:
Well, there you have it. Revenge on the scoreboard, but still a score to be settled. It looks like the excitement is far from over! Thanks for watching, folks, and see you next time.”