“The squad's being invited to some bigger matches now, with a few games under their massive belts. It's helping cover their increasing appetites for things in the pot, of which the green ones provided none again, thus the continuing lack of fan appreciation. I can see that getting out of control eventually.

These Amazon women, particularly the great Tonacacihuatl, every bit a match for the simple muscle of our team, poor Muscle heading up the wing as a distraction off the start didn't last long at all under her watch. We missed the big juggernaut the rest of the game, truth be told. I've asked Goon to work on a similar set of skills to help cover future cases like this. The green ones tried their best to rid us of her, with no real success, other than earning one or two kicks in return.


Overall, our ability to hold these better teams is in serious doubt. They could have easily scored two or three times, preferring to run down the clock like true professionals, Bully caught all out of position picking his nose, and their screening covering well against the rest who prefer just hitting the first thing to hand, if they can find anyone to hit when the whole team is suddenly behind them in our half of the field.

I ordered the green ones in a couple of times, but while they can get to anyone at all, they're just not up to doing anything about it when they get there, and there was devastating cover tackles made against them by Nopalxochitl, upset my concentration no end. Ah well, lessons there too perhaps.


What we really need is a lot more bash. I wonder how one goes about getting that into their great, thick skulls. No offence Brute, yes I know, I apologise, broken skull, I realise, sorry again. No I'm sure you don't need more time off.”