“Mad heads Mountain Mob: Season 1 The Fox Hunt

Chapter 1 Day of the Jackal

"This is it"- bellows an over excited Harold Crumpetarse while tucking in to a grease ridden veal pie it's pungent aroma filling the changing sheds.

"What, the best pie you have had yet?" Asks Fox Harold has seemingly been on a quest ever since transporting across the Dibbl flux to these strange lands claiming the pastry here much better than that of the old world.

"No the best pie is always the next one. This is your big day Fox your first outing in the league".

It was true the local rags had been full of nonsense doubting Fox's pedigree. One unscrupulous paper even suggested his broken ribs from tripping in the bath were just a ploy to escape the clutches of the league big killers the Deserted Isle Buccaneers in the first round. Though nerves had been getting the better of him today he was excited to go out there.

Madhead Magoo came storming into the room seemingly in a bit of a panic as it was apparently seconds to kick off. The Blind dwarf coach had seemingly run a rousing team speech for the last 40 minutes. Unfortunately he was in the mop cupboard and just presumed the players were hanging on every word. His aides sheepishly followed him having yet again neglected there job.

"Right this is it men!" You hear me!" He waited for a response there was a faint murmur of Gibbletstorm saying "Well were did you put your shoes to Briskett" and the slurping sound of Harold sucking all the fat juice off his pastry.

"They are a tough outfit but story is simple hit them hard and fast and repeatedly you hear me!"

A quick Hurrah and out they charge.

The Mountain heads kicked off and as they set up they saw some hulking presences out there. Rock Johnson Ulfweaner of ill repute kept pointing at Fox and barking orders at Kick-Ass Taylor-Johnson and Jackal Chance. Something around the lines of "His skin is mine".

The break Fox kicked it soundly and hid behind Briskett. Roman Gibson gathered the ball and the line of scrimmage crumbled. Silus Rothorn foud himself off for an early bath and Jackal Chance burst through and quickly pounded poor Briskett into the ground to stand towering over fox. Luckily the clumsy thing fell softly on top of Fox. Ever the gent Cornelius Velvetfoot came over to boot the beast off of Fox. The Referee was quick to get Velvetfoot and eject him from the game taking Magoo with him for obscene gestures toward the goal posts.

Fox gathered himself and sprinted towards the cage with Brikett and Stanley Firebrand in hot pursuit. Enric 'the Flea' Stoolerbaker was able to get threaten the ball carrier but he managed to get a way.

Fox found himself on the ground again and with the ref seemingly embroiled in an argument about what an Obscene gesture looks like, a flurry of kicks landed on the peoples champion.

Intent on toying with their victims the Norse sat on the line threatening to score and show boating to the crowd. Briskett tried to charge at them but he to found himself in a bloody heap. Allegedly the next piece of action occurred when Magoo was firmly in the dungeon and he couldn't of possibly paid anyone for such a trick.

A great Fireball ripped from the sky and downed both Roman Gibson and Jackal Chance. This seemingly gave some hope to the Madheads. Alas it couldn't stop the inevitable score from Rock Johnson. Who spent the final minutes of the half signing autographs in the stands.

With a down left on the clock. It was up to Fox to pull something out the hat. He went to pick up the ball but greasy with the blood of Gibson he dropped it.

1-0 at the half and the eat playing havoc with the Norsemen's constitution. Fox had a whiff of Glory.

Right "Old Glory 21 Old Glory 21" he barked chasing the ball that was kicked deep hard.

Hot Wing, Enric, Gibbletstorm and Crumpet, somehow finding himself at the business end of the action all ripped up the pitch. Looking for space.

Unfortunately what they found is set of Norse full backs intent on removing all the Madheads Hot wing quickly leaving the field in a dazed heap. Enric though broke free and from deep Fox sprinted past Angry Max the OMG's captain to throw a perfect spiral to him. Or thats what he imagined happened after coming to in the dugout.

"What was the score?" he said to Harold Crumpetarse who seemed to of made an early start on the after match snacks.

"2-0 mate 2-0"

"How was I." he asked?

"well lets just say you had a foot in the game son." ”