“So the wise man finally came back to life. In their first audditon they had to teach some very small grown english rugby-players, and a few very treelike giants how thier game theoretically works.

Those smallies where so confused after that lesson that they just gave a free passage to their endzone for our running wise René Decartes. In an outbreaking disscussion no team realy could overhelm their opponent, till a funny guy in a striped jersey blew a whisle and declared a lunch break.

After lunch the wise ones manipulated those smallies minds to allow them another run to the enzone, world famous Aristoteles himself scored. In a small relaxing break Siegmund Freud was hardly kicked by one of the smallest ones on the pitch where it relay hurts,. This brought him to the decission to have a brainstorming break in our the following game, about how such things can be avoided in the future. While the wise where claculating how high they will win the game, tiny Phil Christophers stomped the ball in their endzone to settle a 2:1 win for the wasters.

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