“Once upon a time, some little hobbits travelled to the woods of Norvellon, where they found some Wood elves, that definatly looked beaten up.
The hobbits asked for a game of blood bowl and the elves where quite satisfied to have such easy opponents, so that they finally could recover.

Some tactical turns later, the woodies flee from the pitch. Their last words:
"We cant afford to lose more players."

Wow, thought the new champions. But Wingtree "of Benetton" thought that his carreer is over and decided to search for a nice and shadowy spot, to spreat out and make a new tree family.
We will miss u but we know, that we will find a suiting replacement.... et voila, here it is: The new Woodhead.
I proudly present: "of Benetton" again :-).”