“The boys have been flapping around aimlessly in the Fringe for some time now and the death of Rootstrong had left the team seemingly without purpose.

Then Mr Whippy, god bless him, coerced Deepwood to lead the boys out in the Thunderdome.

"Whaaat's daaaat" said Deepwood.

"Don't worry dear friend, its a comp for the most savage BB teams in the Fringe. Mad with blood lust to an extent that they have lost all sense of self preservation. Beat the best to get to the top and then be challenged week after week until your team is annihilated." said Mr Whippy.

Deeproot *blinks*

"What? It'll be fun!"

And with that, Mr Whippy issued the paper work to a mysterious Bob-Kim-Chi to enter The Boys.

"Ah sori Missa Weepee" said Bob-Kim-Chi. "You'sa haf to enter in da Di-Wa-Mite Cup befor I wet you in Da Thundi Dome. You'sa hafta pway Da Big Wadz. Win dat, I consida your papawork"

So, a play off against "The Big Wads?" Who were they?

Well there must have been some terrible mistake... 11 Ogres and a lone goblin, who basically kept the spitoon clean all game turned up to play. Surely, Mr Whippy couldnt be serious... but he was and he promised to double the Choc Ice Allowance if the Boys could win.

Well the game started well with Kibli Farfield tossed downfield, but he still had to rush 9 paces to score in the 3rd turn. From then on, it was a ferocious scrum and the Ogres spent the entire team punching downwards onto the heads of the Boys who danced about under their legs.

Deepwood, wearing an Iron cod piece, piled on time and time again, but the Ogres were very strong.

At the end of the game, the scores were tied. The Boys blew a sigh of relief and then Mr Bob-Kim-Chi came out and said:

"Pway on. One must win! Fight to deff to enter Fundi-Dome pwease!"

The coin was tossed again but this time, the ref forgot to pocket it as he had been instructed at the start of the game and he gave the Ladz first opportunity with the ball. They ground down the field and despite a devasting block by Deepwood that KO'ed Rolf Da Big and spilled the ball, the Ladz recovered and scored.

In the dugout, all that was left was Deepwood, the new rookie tree Oakleg and one fling - Lolpo Highfield.

Mr Whippy scrambled his play book. Scatched his head. Looked around. Ate a Donut and said "Good Luck" and closed his eyes as the two trees escorted Lolpo out to the Line of Scrimmage.

But the kick went deep and the trees both rooted and Lolpo had to scamper all the way to his own endzone with Lil Rabbit, the spitoon cleaner, on his tail.

Time expired and the Boys had lost.

Deepwood was not impressed - 24 turns against Ogres. 9 casualties against. The donuts would taste bitter tonight...”