“Match Report **************vs. NUfflucked******************
It had been a while since the Cherorkee Nayshun had battled it out with the Chaos Dorfs of Nufflucked. Those stupid Bull Centaurs were always difficult to contain, especially as they typically stood behind the big hats and then attacked the edges. Todd Da Odd looked down at the parchment in his hands. In an epiphany he balled up the parchment that held the details to the match schedule, and stuffed it in his mouth, chewing thoughtfully. He kept chewing but began to choke. He desperately beat on his own chest with a meaty fist until the parchment finally worked its way into his stomach. "That's it!" he thought. Beat on them until they choke, or beat on our guys until they stop choking! With the gameplan set, he left his teepee in search of the Chefitains. The grots moved in to begin cleaning up the remains of the forgotten hobgoblin messenger from Nufflucked HQ that had delivered the challenge.”