Ms. Stake........ heres a odd one, quite, shy, scared......... until you put a pigskin in his overly large green hands. Then he becomes a loud, nimble, scarry little hip high nightmare. No one knows where he came from just that he showed up at the first team meeting, and was accidently handed the ball by the starting thrower....... the troll on the team started to chase him and well the troll needed a few stitches after he got done with him, and he was still holding on to the ball. So far the team has rallied behind his skills on the field but avoid him off the field. It is rumored that he never leaves the team locker room after practice that he just sleeps in his locker, no one has been able to confirm this. And we have yet been able to get a interview with him in a one on one situation. We will bring you a story about him as soon as we can kill, steel or stab someone for it, this I promise you.

-Gravel Skurch FSPN