“It was a day when the winds of magic had stirred. Also, far to the east, a volcano erupted. In the mountains, an earthquake rendered the great dwarven underroad asunder. Indeed, many things do happen in the course of a normal day.

Mostly though, it was probably just a day that coach snorri's fragile psychosis decided the sepulchre was looking a bit full and his necromantic ambitions of dominating the swl parked itself in what remains of his frontal lobe.

With that thought (wholly) in mind, and without regard to the seekers fate for the rest of the season he embarked on a great spell he'd read about in a necronomicon somewhere.

1) Jump on bicycle.
2) Climb the mountain next to the sepulchre.
3) Start descending at breakneck speed.
4) Leap off the bike and attempt to plunge head first through the road into the bowels of the mountain.

Something went wrong though. Needless to say, he doesn't remember this game at all. Just that there was what appeared to be an awful lot of blodgy sidestepping fellas on the other team.

Dunno how we won this one, on paper we were very envious of Agitate's roster. Must have had a very good day.

Twahnlows (sorry, can't remember, so just going on stats)

3 pts - Ruffle II, got the touchdown!
2 pts - Churn, pitched in with a cas and probably was annoying with his tackle.
1 pts - Discomfit VI, best blocker (not saying much, but he tried)”