“This was the most nerve-wracking match I've had in a while. My heart was racing with every block thrown at my little drunk mice. I have no idea how we managed to escape being pinned 2 spaces from our own endzone with the ball on the ground and with 2 Blitzers standing over it. (OK, I DO really know how this game ended the way it did. The polluted rats got VERY lucky...or was it that the orcs got very UNlucky?) Either way a very scary moment in turn 15 as we had to rush a defibrilator (and a whole new set of internal organs) onto the field to revive Goldschlobber, who was minding his own business looking at some pretty clouds when that smelly Black Orc, Urug tried to use him as dental floss.

All in all, no permanent deaths on either side of the field ( which angered all the fans in attendance.)

Rudedd is a very calm coach (in the face of horrible luck) and I'd play against him anytime.”