Belchwomit (are <em>you</em> gonna tell him the spelling is wrong?) prefers to do things on his own. In his second game he got two casualites while the rest of the team were miles away from him. Maybe he just doesn't like the smell of goat in the morning.

<strong>Motto:</strong> Ayz ain't goin' nowhere, boss.

For some reason Infectatious' attempts at staying completely out of sight have failed miserably so far. His outstanding performances of doing absolutely nothing for two games have earned him two MVP's so far.

Additionally he has developed a rash that can only be calmed by carrying an object made of pigskin. The bookies are betting that the head coach will prey on this sad development.

Vilespit is <em>not</em> a happy camper. He survied his first match where he was promised to be sacrificed to Papa Himself. As he made his first touchdown he realised he'd only caught the common cold and the eye of a lady fan.