“After an astounding show of speed by the undead, it was pretty obvious thet the normally agile Dark elves was suffering from the repulsive stench emanating from Montezumas Revenge. It didn´t help much that the surefooted elves kept falling over their own feet trying to get away from the nasty undead. In the end it was all up to Fattie that scored twice. Gingon the Wight was also able to bring the ball into the endzone. (Of course it didn´t hurt that two elves where send to the dugout unconsious int the first three turns, leaving the elves badly outnumbered.)”