“Game 7 Match Report

After the last few games playing lesser races, we at last were able to get a match up with some decent chaps, fellas we could understand: some goats, a bull, and some 'chosen' guys (chosen for what?).

They recieved the ball and soon regretted it, as Archie Dictomy went on the rampage, throwing warriors and the mino around like rag dolls, resisting all attempts to put him down, breaking a jaw and knocking out another unfortunate, then twice sacking the ball carrier. Kryten did his bit too with an accurate bomb, for the initial sack that caused the chaos lads to scramble back. Turns out they were chosen for humiliation, as 'Ard Nob ran it in with seconds on the clock.

All Princess Beer Git had to do was run it down the touchline while the trolls occupied a weakened opposition, but she was having one her days, and fell over. A spirited defence of the counter attack delayed them scoring until the final whistle, and we won 1-1. ”