“thundering cavalry of brass and steel, let loose the spike wheels of death. Lay claim upon the lands of the dead, our kinred souls!

The two battle scared teams clash hard for glory and fame!

With the gods as their shield, and courage thy hammer, the charioteers tear deep into the bone ranks and leave this day in victory!

Hail to Tommy Vance who's bloding ways bear fruit of success. 2 TDs and the MVP! Upgrade to stripball, for all favorite opponent, Ogres!

DeMaio "a bitter victory that leaves me marked for death. I hate our new management's thirst for tourneys."

The charioteers char animal flesh over the victory bonfire! Succulent juices run down their chins as they devour the slain beasts in celebration of a glorious win! Tip thy wine to the gods, for this day, they be'th your 11 man on the field!

Ride!”