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In a game against an Orc Horde from the Southern Wastes, Smithy gained his prominant limp, this was sustained when he pumped too much juice into his knee and his knee cap burst when he tried to go for the ball. The wonderful barmaids at the Alcoholics Alehouse were able to stitch him up but his playing days are numbered. But Smithy takes comfort in the fact that he can then retire to his home brew. Namely, Smithy's Smasher Ale.