“1st half, turn 8:
"Score! Score! Now!!!" the trainer yelled all over the pitch. Pankrat Moshpit who had been bodychecked to the ground in the turn before, heard his trainer yelling something. Slowly opening his eyes, all he could see was a huge lizard in front of him. "Score!" he heard in the back of his head. The ball, well, he hadn't seen the ball for quite a while, so he figured the trainer wanted him to score a hit on that huge lizard close to the sideline. "Pankrat! Pankrat!" he could hear the fans yell. So he got up as fast as he could, and with all his courage prepared to frenzy that fiendish reptile thing flying into the crowd. Madly he ran towards the lizard, and although he nearly tripped hitting him for the first time, he managed to push the lizard closer to the sideline where his fans where waiting. "Score!!!" the trainer seemed to be out of his mind now... But Pankrat didn`t want to punch that lizard down. He wanted to send him flying, so he decided to "go for it" another time. But something went wrong. Terribly wrong. Maybe parts of some skink had made the pitch slippery, nobody knows. But Pankrat slipped and tripped, ending his team's turn and the first half was over.
"Pankrat! Are you out of your mind? We were close to scoring a touchdown! A T O U C H D O W N ! Do you understand?" the trainer yelled at him. But he barely recognized his voice. Such a nice opportunity... What a waste...

(2nd half Pankrat knocked that same lizard out. But that is not enough to diminish his anger and shame...)”