“In a rainy, muddy cowfield in a shitty four-way burg in the Old World, Blut Dregg faced their arch-nemesis. Actually, they are not brave enough to have a big arch-enemy, so they pick on these little guys instead.
Looking at the game history, we see that they have only met once before, and then it was a tie also. 1-1.

We won the Cas, but we really should "cuz we're green an 'ard".
But our less than incompetent Troll had his second brush with Niggling. Lousy non-working regenerate.

Oblatt the niggling thrower was the main feast on the after-game barbequeue. And why not? Could he have passed the ball properly in the first half we'd have won. (Nevermind that the blitzer couldn't catch... A bad hand off is harder to catch than a good one.)

Great fun as always! The only team where I really don't mind the fouling... but two DP's now... Hmm... gonna get them first next time...”