“A fortunate game for the Hobgobs. First we were fortunate that the little Haflings paid us a visit, but also we were fotunate that our friend Grashnak stopped by. Nothing a Minotaur loves more than tasty haflings!

The Hobgobs initially seemed to have things pretty well in hand, despite a freak snowstorm that blew in from the Chaos Wastes. Haflings were falling left and right, both from Hobgob hits and from slippery ice. The Hobgobs themselves were not without a few embarassing slips mind you... but over all things seemed to be going the Hobgobs way.

A momentary laps by the defensive coaches led to a lucky score for the 'flings. The snowstorm suddenly ended, causing our kicker to badly overcompensate. When the ref handed the ball to Henro HappyFellow, suddenly the Hobgobs realized they'd cheated in a little too closely after the kick... Fwoop over their heads flew the 'fling and landing in the soft mushy slush, quickly scampered into the endzone. After the ensuing kickoff however, Henro was repaid for his glory by a viscious hit by Gruddy Foresthumper, ending the 'flings day a little sooner and sorer than the rest of his teammates.

Despite all the pain, those plucky 'flings held up well and it took every ounce of Hobgob skill and luck to beat them. Knowing Hafling spunk, i'm sure they'll be back for more soon enough...”