“What started as a friendly game got out of hand when the orcs discovered how much fun it was to push humans into a bloodthirsty crowd. Seein' as the humies barely had anyone to cheer for them, their players were soon to be made into the postgame hangover food.
Veteran Black Orc Blocker, Goat Tobacco, had this to say, "I's wuz hitt'n 'em onna pitch - doz udder guyz wuz jus' whoopin' it up fer d'fans..."
Trout Chili scored his first touchdown and plans to shake the notion that BOB's can't be scoring machines... [uh - good luck with that, T.C.]
The resiliancy of the humans was the overriding factor that kept the game close, but by the middle of the 2nd half 2/3rds of the human team had spent time under sweaty orc butt in the stands.
Burnin' Mulez and Takin' Naymz would like to send it's condolences to the family of Android. They apologize for not being able to find his body... though they did not investigate fully the sewer system or the bowels of the front row of fans [and understandably so...]”
Veteran Black Orc Blocker, Goat Tobacco, had this to say, "I's wuz hitt'n 'em onna pitch - doz udder guyz wuz jus' whoopin' it up fer d'fans..."
Trout Chili scored his first touchdown and plans to shake the notion that BOB's can't be scoring machines... [uh - good luck with that, T.C.]
The resiliancy of the humans was the overriding factor that kept the game close, but by the middle of the 2nd half 2/3rds of the human team had spent time under sweaty orc butt in the stands.
Burnin' Mulez and Takin' Naymz would like to send it's condolences to the family of Android. They apologize for not being able to find his body... though they did not investigate fully the sewer system or the bowels of the front row of fans [and understandably so...]”