“In the last match-up between these two teams, the DogsGoWalking fans got a little out of hand, slaughtering an elf at the opening kickoff with a sharp rock they had snuck into the stands. This time the officials were having none of that sort of thing, so the Referee ordered all entering fans searched before they would be allowed into the stadium! There would be no thrown rocks THIS game, he vowed.

And he was true to his word: until the second kickoff, when the irritated rat fans grabbed him from behind and throttled him with their own bare hands! His replacement was suitably intimidated, but the rowdy fans, just to be sure, ambushed him as he tried to enter the pitch for the second half... His replacement sensibly remained in the announcer’s booth until the final whistle blew and the cheering skaven had cleared out – every last one of them!

Despite their rather battered state, the wood elves stood up well to the skaven for a short time, but eventually they began to recall the last match…and their nerves began to fail as they fans began to chant louder and louder, while displaying the remains of two bloodied black and white stripe jerseys.

While many brave line-elves managed to knock their skaven counterparts onto the pitch with some force, and even the mighty rat ogre was taken down twice as he charged down a seemingly hapless elf, their ball handlers could not keep a solid grasp on the ball, and more often than not it baubled and rolled free as they attempted to pick it up…

The surprise play of the game came after a failed catch attempt by a storm vermin waiting in the end zone. The very next moment, an opportunistic elf charged at him, hoping to snatch the loose ball and throw it away for a chance at a touchdown. The storm vermin snarled and readied himself to attempt to harass and tackle the elf should he manage to grab the ball. Right as the elf reached down to grab it, he looked up at the storm vermin to predict his move – and noticed in the stands right behind the shifty vermin there was another rat…winding his arm up as if to throw something! The elf ducked, and the ball bounced away from him...into the hands of the waiting storm vermin! The referee (still from the safety of the announcers box) quickly signaled a touchdown as he noticed the skaven fans turning as one to glare at his call in this unusual situation.

While the elves had to suffer another loss and elimination from the playoffs, their head coach was just relieved to see the furry fury of the skaven crowd directed at the officials instead of his team this time!
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