“It was a nice sunny day to play blood bowl..the fans were out in force...the sun was shinning, even the daisies made the nurgle's go ah. The stench from the foul smelling ones even smelled rosie for this perfect day. The kick off was majestic, nice and high a perfect spiral as the rotter moves under it with grace and agilty, the perfect catch.

And then the storm clouds appeared. Thunder boomed from on high and the Slaughter house dugout was pelted with skulls, double skulls, a double 1 hail storm, gfi disasters left and right as our footing was slippery from all the skulls laying on the pitch. It was a miracle it took the Nurgle scumm until t14 to dispatch us with haste. Chainsaw went down hard as he tripped over a pile of 1's and crashed to the turf..."My Groin!!! Oh my the pain".

What a match. The fans will remember this one for a long time and the 9 will get their revenge.”