“This will be one of those games that you will tell your children "I was there". From the very start, the battle for supremacy was rough, with the Dogs finally tipping the scales in the dying seconds of the first half with a magnificent touchdown by a Dog Blitzer.

The Second half seen both teams square off again, but a pitch invasion by the excited fans, brought down many players, allowing the Bards to wrong foot their opponents scoring a quick touch down with an unexpected blitz by star catcher Edgár Poé.

The restart seen more blistering tactical play, but the Dogs again got the upper hand of the Bards, and ran the ball across the touch line to put themselves ahead.

All celebrations were muted though, when the team found out that a block that went horribly wrong for Dogs Blitzer Fox Heldenhammer resulted in him passing from this world, and into the book of fallen players. Pulling no punches, the Dogs kept the Bards eating turf, and running the ball home with their thrower Jaggers, but an inspired blitz Cervates, ruined the throwers chance of a commerative touch down seconds before the final whistle.

2-1 to the Dogs. In sporting spirit, the Bards got together to sing the praise of their opponents lost blitzer, with a scintalation sonnet in his honour. However, upon finding that Foz Heldenhammer spent most of his time on the injury bench, even their mastery of language could not conujure up a suitably stirring 14 line soliloquy, so they settled for a 5 line limerick instead.”