“When the team and Coach saw who they were up against their hearts dropped. It was not the slimy bunch of frogs that were lined up against them but the even more slimy coach. No one plays as low and dirty as this coach the players complained. "Right, there is one thing to do. Pray to the Gods of Chaos and hope for fire balls to rain down onto the pitch to wipe this scum from the living earth". The players obviously did not pray hard enough or make the right sacrifices as they were faced with actually playing the game.

The Chaos at a point looked like they were going to break the frogs offence but in the end the ball was run out to safety but both teams apothecaries had run out of supplies. What the worst that could happen? Well if your Chaosfangs you could end up with a smashed hip and if your Tooth you get a new place to sleep.

Second half was almost a replication of the first but in reverse. This time it was the Chaos who almost had their drive stopped but in the end they fought through to score.

Now back to this slimy coach the Chaos were facing. He tried the most elf like and low behaviour of a one turn touchdown at the end of the game. This time the Gods were looking down and the runner crashed to the ground after trying a leap, "that will learn em". ”