Robert never knew he was about to pull off the sickest move ever. He survived the bloodiest brawl the team ever had, stole the ball outta the hands of a giant ogre who smashed half his team during the earlier attempts at sacking the ball. Then, as you can guess, one of our gutter runners who survived the fight, Malk, was running down the field with the ball towards the sunset. It was at this moment he knew, he just became a legend.