“<i><b>Under the Southern Cross I stand
A sprig of wattle in my hand,
A native of my native land,
Australia you little beauty.</b></i>
The Bhaggy Greens stood in a circle in the middle of the pitch after their 5-1 win against Arquitoria III chanting their team song, after winning Faction 1 for the first time. It had been a long, long road to the summit of Blood Bowl Faction competition, and they had lost a lot of good elves along the way. Tugger, the captain of the side, stood proudest among them all as the boys raised their voices with gusto to belt out the words of their favourite refrain, the anthem of their victories.”
A sprig of wattle in my hand,
A native of my native land,
Australia you little beauty.</b></i>
The Bhaggy Greens stood in a circle in the middle of the pitch after their 5-1 win against Arquitoria III chanting their team song, after winning Faction 1 for the first time. It had been a long, long road to the summit of Blood Bowl Faction competition, and they had lost a lot of good elves along the way. Tugger, the captain of the side, stood proudest among them all as the boys raised their voices with gusto to belt out the words of their favourite refrain, the anthem of their victories.”