“At the start of the game, Madslash was seen chomping down on Binky's endorphine gland. As a result, he was buzzing like a hummingbird on crack for the entire match.
The game itself was a close fought affair. Several times the Engine were close to scoring, only to have the Cods of Chaos (similar to the gods, but more pisciney) throw a spanner in the works, with Moonie slipping on an invisible imaginary banana peel mere meters from the end zone, and also having his gloves greased with butter when attempting to catch the ball.
Still, a high work rate all around resulted in some casualties, a welcome sight after the dissapointing bloodshed of the past few games. While the Engine lost, they definitely left the Yaks knowing they'd been kissed.”
“"They played solid, but for some reason the fortunes of the game would swing violently one way to another. I could see how nervous Spitfire was at the end when he only had a few Sauruses to hold the line." - The Coach, Fighting Yaks
"Oh, not Chaos again! What do you mean we have the orcs next? At least it won't be those Mummies. Wait, who joined the league?" - Warhawk, Team Saurus
"I scored but there is no way I would go in that end of the pitch alone again." - Lightning, Team Skink”
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The game itself was a close fought affair. Several times the Engine were close to scoring, only to have the Cods of Chaos (similar to the gods, but more pisciney) throw a spanner in the works, with Moonie slipping on an invisible imaginary banana peel mere meters from the end zone, and also having his gloves greased with butter when attempting to catch the ball.
Still, a high work rate all around resulted in some casualties, a welcome sight after the dissapointing bloodshed of the past few games. While the Engine lost, they definitely left the Yaks knowing they'd been kissed.”