“After forcing their first concession in the last game the Drakenhöff boys and girls had obviously been out celebrating too hard. Every time the Rotters threw a block one of the hungover schoolmembers took the chance to crawl off to the KO box for a bit of rest and relaxation, and the team were FIVE players down by turn four.

Despite this pathetic state of affairs, Dr Von Ortho Dontiste managed to wiggle free from a group of Rotters and head for the end zone. However, he was under pressure to score as he had been overcome by a thirst for flesh. Needless to say, the good Doctor stacked it badly on the GFI that would have secured the TD, only to pick himself up and head off into the stands chasing after a terrified Halfling hot-dog vendor. After watching Nurse Drillit loose control of her appetite and send another player to the dugout, coach Smyth was reduced to standing on the side-lines hoping the Rotters would drop the ball as they moved it the length of the field in rain-soaked conditions.

Needless to say, he was dissapointed.

The carnage continued in the 2nd half as three more Dental School players were savagely beaten up by turn two. But then the game finally got interesting as a triple skull block by the big beasty Yurg allowed the Vamps to get at the ball carrier. The resulting melee saw the ball bounce into the crowd, who, wanting to see something resembling a close game, threw it back right next to Ach y Fi's end zone, with Nurse Drillit stood only meters away! The slippery conditions finally helped the Dental School out as the Rotters fumbled the ball, and Nurse Drillit went for glory...

...then stunned herself on the GFI.

The rest of the School valiantly tried to get to the Rotter who picked up the ball, and even managed to knock it free for one last desperate attempt to equalize, only for the rainy conditions to thwart them again as they failed to pick the cursed thing up. Ach y Fi recovered, and showed the useless Thralls how it's done by moving the ball the length of the pitch in the final seconds to seal the win.

Coach Smyth declined to comment to the waiting press after this abject display, and was last seen buying what looked like Gubbin McWerter's Exra Strength Garlic Sauce from that sneaky little hot-dog-selling Halfling...

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Thanks for the game benny, good luck with your team. I'll get you next time gadget!!! ;0)”