“Great match!

Thanks to bad rumours spread by the Khemrians (something about the Ogres being fake puppets controlled from underneath the pitch), the Gate was dissapointingly low, and I didn't get any winnings at all.

In the first half I managed to knock out a good 4 or 5 of his players, but they all got back after my TD.

With the help of some illigal drugs from the other side of the grave, the mummies replied with equal ferocity in their own offensive, and promptly sent a handful of gobos and an ogre to the Badly Hurt box.

Guttjob, my ogre thrower, was hit by a rock and remained Knocked-Out for the remainder of the game.

Thanks to butter fingered gobos and overambitious ogres, my offensive in the later part of the 2nd half almost turned into a catastrophy, when the whole Khemri team charged through my defenses along the center of the pitch.
I barely managed to ward of the onslaught with two gobos who protected the ball laying untouched in the endzone.

After recieving multiple injuries, Skratchybutt puts his blood bowl gear aside and shoulders the responsibility of Assistant Supplies and Snacks (ASS) manager.”