“Diz game Seethe was out from da beaten 'e took las game, so i'z played in dis game. We'z kik'd to dem in der beginun. Dey took de opertunindy to smash us in da 'ed. The big Cow was foamin at da mouf a lot and he clobberd me in da face. After all the mangaling der reely agiliric beastman went and stomped on da ball (I think he was trying to pick it up but i couldn't see good from under the Big Cow). They kep smashin us untill the Agiliric one got the ball and ran down to ar endzone, but he didn't go in he just stood der watchin us get bashed. Then all ov a sudden there Cow hit himself in the head real hard and we all got up and tryed nockin them round. Ardor gots away and 'it da agiliric one down and picked up the ball (never seen him pick up the ball before, he almost dropped it though). We was runnin down da field as fast as possible when da Ref blowed da whistle.
When di secon hav started day kicked to us. We was trying to hit dem down but all ov us just pushed dem around. Den Ardor was tryin to get all huffed up and hit the Cow, but he just smashed his head agenst the ground hard and stunned himself. They knocked us around abit but we still had the ball in the hands of our trusty runner/trower Plod. Plod runned down da field to trow the ball to one of da blitzers, but instead he jus spiked da ball into da ground. we and dem fight for the ball and Plod gets it again, and again trys for one of da blitzers down field. Dis time he trew the ball straight at his foot (I don't know why he was doin dis but coach Quilwood gave him a good yellin at). Wif all dis pass fumblin da Chaos just picked up da ball and ran it in.
-Stumpy Growngauger (Minotaur dodger)”
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When di secon hav started day kicked to us. We was trying to hit dem down but all ov us just pushed dem around. Den Ardor was tryin to get all huffed up and hit the Cow, but he just smashed his head agenst the ground hard and stunned himself. They knocked us around abit but we still had the ball in the hands of our trusty runner/trower Plod. Plod runned down da field to trow the ball to one of da blitzers, but instead he jus spiked da ball into da ground. we and dem fight for the ball and Plod gets it again, and again trys for one of da blitzers down field. Dis time he trew the ball straight at his foot (I don't know why he was doin dis but coach Quilwood gave him a good yellin at). Wif all dis pass fumblin da Chaos just picked up da ball and ran it in.
-Stumpy Growngauger (Minotaur dodger)”