“It had been a long while since Kondor could cross the pitch and shake hands after a victory. The dark kin had put up a good game, and should have at least tied the match.

The first half saw he boys lose the ball, and the hobgoblins scurried down the field for an apparent easy score. However, they chose to wait rather than scoring as quickly as possible, and nuffle blessed the Brewery Boys to prevent the easy score.

The second half saw Thunderer drop a haymaker on a hobgoblin, and were it not for a quick apothecary, that goblin would have been dead on the pitch. Later, the boys jarred the ball lose, and Thunderer hurried down the field as quickly as his stumpy legs could carry him. Finally scoring to put the Boys ahead.

With only few minutes to play, the Bombers moved down the field as quickly as possible in an attempt to equalize. still, the hobgoblins long bomb failed to find it's mark, and the Brewery Boys were dealt a victory.

Indeed, the match was clearly over, but Scody truly hates greenskins, so gave the goblin crispy a friendly fair well tap....to the bridge of his nose...with a gauntleted fist. Crispy fell, twitched, and died. Twas a death fitting the bloodbowl field.
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Well played BMuckit, Any time you want a rematch, look me up. ”