SACKED AS SURPLUS TO REQUIREMENTS ; Big Easy never really showed what he was capable of. Whether it was laziness in training, a general malaise about life, or the fact that he was an eight foot idiot that did sweet FA on the field, after the Globetrotters surprise capitulation to Swampserpents Be Why You he became the coaches scapegoat. Good luck in your future career, management of the Harm'Em Globetrotters wish you well.

1st Game vs UnderWater's Birthday Surprise - 'Brurrgghhh.' The big monster vomited the remains of the leg he had torn from the opposition rat. Coach actually wondered if the putrid puddle had stink lines coming from it, or if he was just imagining it. A terrible smell filled the wagon, which was remarkable considering it was open air. A horrified squeal came from the front of the wagon. "There's a 15 gold piece cleaning fee right there, there is!" shouted the driver, but coach was too busy trying not to make a mess and incur another cleaning fee himself to answer. 1/10

2nd Game vs Felicsdude332's Paulitonians - 'Blblblblblrrrrbbbb!' The giant troll vomited the carcass of one of the many runts that had been crushed in the game. A viscous sheath of flourescent liquid sprayed up and down the table in the banquet hall that was hosting the aftermatch function. A horrific pong assaulted the players that were seated along the long benches and more than a couple moved away as quickly as possible. Coach swore that there were bubbles foaming and popping in the disgusting puddle. A shrill scream came from the kitchen area! "I'm not paid enough to clean up that! It's revolting." wailed the kitchen lady. " It's bad enough I've got to scrub all that excrement and blood out of the dugouts but this is a step beyond!" Coach barely noticed her throw her apron on the floor as she stormed out, his eyes too filled with tears from the stinging noxious fumes. 1/10

3rd Game vs Buu88's Dark Ni -' Ruuuuuuurrrrrrppppbbbbbl!' Big Easy turned his head just in time to avoid spraying his own team, but completely cover the opposition cheerleaders in a disgusting torrent of black bile, complete with meat chunks from the leg of the dead Dark Elf Linesmen.
'How the hell did he even get a hold of that?' The coach thought as the clubrooms filled with the high pitched screams and wailings of the cheerleading squad. A stench so thick that it was impossible to forget assaulted the noses of the celebrating players. Even his Orc team mates looked a bit greener than before. The rival coach, only just holding in his own stomach contents, managed to demand dry cleaning compensation for their uniforms. Coach barely heard him, as he wondered whether he could actually smell the sick through his ears as well as his nose. Impossible... surely?
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4th Game vs moathman's Amazon Boys 2 Men - The Globetrotters all sat in the club rooms, smashing back ales and congratulating themselves on a game well won. For once the opposition hadn't joined them, the Amazonian coach muttering something about not liking the way the Orcs were looking at his girls... and anyway... it wouldn't be seemly... or something like that. The touchdowns and hits got bigger as the evening wore on, as did the whimpering that drifted through the barred windows. Outside, in the cold, Big Easy was locked in a caged wagon. Tormented by hunger, having found no bits of opposing players to gnaw on, the poor Troll just lay in his straw bed and moaned. Inside, coach wondered why he just didn't eat his own arms... I mean, he regenerates right? 1/10