“And there they go, teams bashing each other for control of the scrimmage line while the goblins drop the ball...again...and again...and again! The rats have enough of the little greenies' incompetence and decide to zip by the center and pick up the ball themselves. And before you know it, it's Skaven 1, Goblins 0.

The game restarts with the goblins once again completely unable to get the ball! Until, surrounded by a horde of rats and the massive Rarrghsplo, little Ground Hugga finally manages to keep the ball between his hands as he runs to the nearest troll. He prepares to launch the ball (and the goblin holdng it!) for the TD but... in true Green fashion it seems, he drops the ball to his feet. With time against them, a gutter runner quickly picks it up from the ground and attempts a surprsing pass, but Sskishkrot is unable to catch it before half time is announced.

As the game resumes, the ball is sent to the rats with the goblins quickly reaching up the Scrimmage line in a daring attempt to stop the furry tide. But no such luck, the skavens manage to make a massive breach through the goblins' right flank, bulldozing through with the ball in their hands. Much goblins are sent back to their bench with injuries, and more goblins are sent back at the ball by the trolls in a vain attempt to stop them! It's 2-0 and the 2nd half has just begun.

The goblin coach desperately needs to score, and fast. He comes up with a daring plan : he orders a troll to throw a goblin deep in the skaven zone, while the goblin holds the ball tight. And look at this, it's gonna wor... oh, no! The goblin splatted directly on his head, burying it inches into the ground, and the nearby skaven thrower just waits for the ball to bounce in his hands. With the goblins still wondering what to do now that a score is "secured" the skaven players rush on one side with the ball, pushing aside the goblins on their path to a 3rd TD.

The goblins start once again with the ball deep in their zone, little time left before the game comes to an end. Knowing this, the skavens come like lightning on each side of the pitch, storming to the ball. But just before reaching it, Excavater Of Nostrils suprises the whole crowd by launching a goblin far behind the skaven lines. With only seconds remaining, both skaven throwers tackle the sneaky little runner to the ground and attempt a long pass for a game-ending touchdown, but the ball escapes their hands as the game ends in a victory for the rats.”