“It stunk. And Kuxk-Gurp could smell it all the way down in the locker room. It was the stench of elves. 22,000 of them had traveled the great distance to witness today's match; outnumbering the home fans, 3 to 2. You could just hear them, sitting patiently above, awaiting the opening kick-off. Meanwhile, Rizggy Elf-Crusher was tearing the bolted-down benches up from the floor, and actively destroying the locker room, his usual pregame routine. This was an important game, the looks on the faces of the veteran players made that evidently clear. This got the gears in Kuxk-Gurp's head to start turning, admittedly slowly at first, but turning, none the less. Of all the players on the team, he had the least number of matches played. All of his teammates looked at him as a rookie; someone who needed to be watched over. Babysat. This did not sit well with the black orc.

"I'z not baby," Kuxk-Gurp grunted, as he stood up and began making his way out of the locker room, having resolved himself to go out and show everyone in the stands just what this orc was about...
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With a short kick into the Timeberelves' side of the pitch, this title bout was underway. The elves began clearing space for a flood of elves to pour through, followed by the ball, looking to take the early lead in this match, but a faulty dodge by blitzer Michaelf Beasley II ended that idea, with the ball lying unprotected, several yards from the closest elf. Several orcs, lead by Rizggy Elf-Crusher took this as an opportunity to get the ball, put some orcs in-between the ball and the elves, and to start smashing these elves senseless. Kazil Gobberwart began the smashing by blitzing Kelvin Garnett, removing him from the pitch for the rest of the match. This was quickly followed by a vicious hit from Marlack Throttlepuke upon blitzer Latrelf Spreewelf who would also be sitting out the rest of this match. But, showing their true elven nature, the Timberelves dodged away from the surrounding orcs, as Kelvin Love II threw a blitz on Rizggy, setting the ball free, but failing to recover the loose ball. But neither could the orcs, which gave Ndudi Elfbi his opportunity to leap in and recover the ball, as the elves retreated backwards, in order to get out of the reach of the oncoming orcs. Marking the potential receivers of an elven pass, we again put pressure on the ball carrier, Jonny Elflynn, who double snaked the dodge, coughing up the ball, but we were unable to recover, watching as the elves collected the ball, and once again moved the ball backwards out of our grasp. Unable to bring down the elves, we watched in horror as the elves rushed forward and threw a pass to the terror of the pitch, Ricky Rubielf. But Ricky was being covered by Marlack, who read the incoming pass, and knew that Ricky would catch the incoming pass, and afterwards, blow right past him and into the endzone. So what was Marlack to do? The only thing he could do: save the day. With a double dodge clear of Ricky, Marlack planted himself in the path of the incoming pass, and snagged the interception. The crowd went wild! Along with the crowd going wild, Charick Limb-Breaker got a little out of hand, rolling a double skulls before Marlack could advance the ball away from the elves. So the elves(of course) knocked the ball free, and recovered, and dashed off to the goal line, doing there best to get away from the orcs, leaving us the only option of going back to Plan A: Smash them. Ndudi was taken off of his feet, and Kuxk-Gurp saw his opportunity to finally make a name for himself. A vicious gang foul was throw, resulting in an injury, to which the apothecary had to be called in to repair the damage done. The ref's whistle pierced the boos and the jeers of the elven fans, as he spotted the foul and ejected Kuxk-Gurp from the match. Grup walked, smiling, with open arms, towards the dugout, bathing in the cheers of the orc fans. The elves ran in the touchdown, and set up for the token kick-off, kicking the ball far enough away from the line of scrimmage to negate the possibility of scoring this first half, so we stuck with Plan A. Wuzza Ugh laid a crippling hit on Wally Sczerbielf, smashing his hip. With the apotho having all ready been used, there was nothing which could be done for Wally, as the first half came to a close, the Timberelves leading 1-0.

The second half was less remarkable, as the riot which erupted left these orcs only seven turns in which to score, as the began a slow, calculated grind towards the endzone, smashing any elves in their way. But the elves never stopped attempting to knock the ball loose, even starting the half playing 8-on-11, they played some serious D. It as only when the orcs had the ball caged securely along the goal line that the Timberelves decided to make another strategic retreat, rather than risk any more elves being put out of commission. With the equalizing touchdown by Marlack, this match was going into overtime.

The elves won the toss and elected to receive, playing 7-on-11, but with 3 rerolls at their disposal. The high kick was caught deep, but with a pass, a blitz, and a quick dodge, the elves were all ready in scoring position. It would take a miracle for Da Fall Boyz to stop the Timberelves from winning this match. So, we set a miracle into motion. Our goblin marked the potential receiver of the dump-off pass, as Marlack moved into range of Pass Block use, as Ja'cou made a risky hit, freeing up Gerrf to mark the elven ball carrier. All that was left was for Rizggy to come crashing into Ricky with a blitz. Ricky wisely decided to quickly get rid of the ball, throwing it closer to the goal line, but this did not stop Rizggy from setting Ricky down, and rushing forward to collect the ball. But the elves would not stop, and blitz Rizggy, pushing him into the endzone, as the ball bounced loose...

And off of the pitch, only to be throw back in by the fans, HALFWAY ACROSS THE PITCH, RIGHT INTO ORC TERRITORY!!!

The orcs recovered, but the elves just wouldn't quit, stripping the ball out of our hands, but not managing to recover. The five remaining elves did their best to put up a last roadblock to the charging orcs, but there was nothing to be done, as the ball came into the hands of Charick, waiting in the endzone.

Final: 2-1, Da Fall Boyz
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This was an awesome match, and coach Jeffro is one heck of an opponent. At no point during this match did I ever feel safe from his elves. They took away several scoring opportunities from these orcs, and played hard the entire match. Had the ball not bounced off of the pitch, we would be singing a different tune today. Thank you to everyone who took a moment to watch this match. I look forward to defending the heavyweight title in the near future.

Kuxk-Gurp was awarded MVP for the match, thanks to his foul. Now he's officially one of "Da Boyz."”