“GRUDGE MATCH REPORT

There is no Blood Bowl like grudge match Blood Bowl and its never been more evident than on this bright, shiny day when DONNY DARKELVES (coached by roughputt) take on the ORDER OF THE SILVER HELMS (coached by Happy_Amateur ).
With two hard pre-season games under their belt the DONNY DARKELVES probably looked a little shagged before they stepped on the field, where as OSH had decided just to go in cold and turn on the heat on the field and boy oh boy! did they what.
Witch Elf ITCHY, DD's #1 went down in turn two, concussing herself in hilarious fashion and ending up twitching on the turf next to the unconcious journeyman Jack Hideousfist. Next turn it was LANCER - Fractured leg, as well as two more knockouts.
It was then that OSH's MASUTHRIN BRAVESTAR crossed the line, scoring the teams first touchdown, and allowing roughputt some rolls to bring back three of his five injured players. But no. Not a single one sat up. Maybe it was something in the High Elves eyes that made them lie in the dugout in crumpled heaps. Maybe it was their coaches utter lack of motivational ability. Or maybe.... just maybe they were really badly hurt. Regardless of the reason, six dark elves took the field against the full might of THE ORDER OF THE SILVER HELMS. Straight away Stampy fucked himself up on the sheer awesomeness of the OSH players. Knock out. Cold. Turn over. OSH blitzed and boy it looked ugly. Another first roll turnover by DD and it was OSH's 6th turn. Immediately Shanky, the DD's inept and ineffectual assassin, was down, screaming like a woman and clutching his groin. MASUTHRIN BRAVESTAR scored again, but this time roughputt actually managed to rouse some players. The DDs line up and attacked. After almost a full turn, one unmemorable darkelf failed a block and it was the High Elves once again. With no chance of scoring they just attacked to opposition, being rewarded with two K.O's although nothing to exciting. Then it was half time. Happy_Amateur noted then that roughputts usual humourfilled laugh was sounded strained and hollow.
The second half drive started and wham! Scratchy, badly hurt. Plank smashed hip. Prancer down and out badly hurt. OSH easily secured the ball but lost interest in the goal line. There was a darkelf team on the ropes. Only six players on the field. And OSH decided to see if they could make it none. Which Nuffle in his infinite wisdom decided to not allow. When KYRSELNAEN TRUESEER crossed the line in the final turn of the game there was still one lonely darkie left lying on the field, albiet broken, stunned and frightened. PLONK - the last man standing - deserved better than his coaches cries of - ' Im never playing this team again! ' and ' retirement! where is the retirement button. ' Happy_Amateur looks forward to the rematch.

Long story short : OSH thrashed the shit out of DD both figuratively and literally. Actually thrashed the shit. ”