“Looking across the stands; on the one side stood thousands of goblin fans, the other looked as if Kelthar the Storm Giant had just vomited his breakfast onto the Southern Stand. Nurgle – ugly buggers.

The game kicked off to a roar and a blitz by the Nurgle team. The game itself was littered with handling errors which made it not one for the purists. The only score came late into the second half for the lovely little gobbos. The trolls went hungry again as they were too stupid to even pick up a goblin never mind eat him. The opposition beasts suffered a similar fate – I say all the big guys should have eaten more tuna.

One gobbo commited suicide by attempting a –2d block in turn 8 on one of the beasts. The subsequent injury was death. I shall be tracking the progress of my gobbo/nurgle that now plays for the opposition. Treat him well dear Clem – he was a lovely gobbo – always rang his mum and ate all his vegetables <sigh> <Sniff>

Clementus showed his class again and his thinly veiled ‘Bah’ and ‘Double Bah’ are a far cry from the true wringers to be found proliferating the game. A class act this guy – just don’t play his fairies ... he’ll murderise ya!
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