“Well, it looked like the norse would dominate after Odinson badly hurt one of the Deliriums flesh golems on the first play of the game, but then after that things would stall out. The Icy Black Hand of Death drove down the field, but the necros would slow them down at every step and the furry men could not take out the werewolves, one with mighty strength, one will a potion of invulnverability! Still, the norse would score, though Sleet would be out for the game. The TD was scored by none other than the niggled, Hunter, who has become inspired by his questionable future.

The norse kicked off to the undead, who drove steadily down the field to tie things up. They took out Rune and Folkmar. It looked like the norse would send the ball carrying ironwolf into the crowd, but the wolf escaped. Vice dodged out to get him, but he tripped and fell, injuring himself. Odin would not allow such poor performance to abide, so he prevented his clerics from healing the embarrassed blitzer.

Still, the norse would somehow hold off the wolves and company. Olaf would once again prove himself worthy by breaking through the enemy line and killing the ball carrying ghoul, Jerry Specter! No regeneration this time...

With the good winnings and a possibly less physical final match of the season against the elves, the norse invested their gold into another good luck rune... buying back on they disposed of in an earlier attempt to make weight for a season. Perhaps they can start saving up for a less sporatic 8th season.

Good game, Bizz. I was exhausted after that long grueling match, and it was very, very close. Good luck with those monsters.”