“The Ale certainly rode their luck in this one: I think they'd been whipped into shape by Pedigree's displeasure at having to play the team's last game virtually by himself. The whole team seemed to contribute this time around: except new hero Hobgoblin, who clearly didn't understand the idea of playing against fellow Ogres, and decided to sit out the match in the KO box.

While we did use every trick we knew to avoid getting pounded into the turf by our opponents, we still had to thank the dice on several occasions, and not just in avoiding injuries. The third touchdown in particular (and probably the second one too …) owed an awful lot to some generous helpings of fortune from Nuffle, and his curse striking the opposition.

Good luck building some ever more fearsome Big 'Uns, Krogzar.”