“- Welcome to the stadium to all sports fanatics, and enjoy the show. Today is the second match for both the challenger Skullsnapper and the challengee Cripple Peak Gargants. My name is Bob, and this is your co-host Bob.

- Thank you, Bob. This surely will be an exciting match, as the Gargants showed signs of frustration at their last game against the Gnadsmashers. And I recall that they weren't that keen on getting challenged. This could get bloody.

- You're absolutely right, Bob. But let's look at the pitch for a moment where the Gargants have set up to kick the ball. The kick is high, the kick is good, and the Gargants ram against the Skullsnapper. And looks like Skullsnapper's troll was the only one to react. Now that's weird.

- Sure is, Bob. This reminds me a bit of the first appearance of the notorius Erengrad Cowboys back at the 70's when their star-catcher-to-be, the 5'10" 143lbs ...

- Well, thank you, Bob, but it looks like something is happening. The referee seems to be clad on Gargants fan shirt and Throatwrangla is fouling the prone Skullsnappers as they go. At the same time the rest of the Gargants are maiming the Skullsnappers, who don't seem to know which way to run. This looks like an easy touchdown for the Gargants from the Skullsnappers offense. And it's 1-0 for the Gargants.

- Hey, Bob, fancy a pint?

- No, thank you, Bob. The Gargants are just about to kick the ball again. And this time the Snappers are on the go. One of their blitzers just sneaked past the Gargants line and is going to the endzone. And is stopped by three huge Gargants linebacks, hit prone, and uh-oh, here comes Throatwrangla again. And the referee doesn't even blink. Oh, and the Snappers try the same play again. Three Gargants bring the next one down, and he's fouled off the pitch. This will be a long day for the Skullsnappers.

- As it will be to us, too, Bob. Just like the '84 cup finals where Tuatha de Danaan met the Black Mountain Hurricanes for the first time. The heat was sweltering, and the cheerleaders were ripe to ...

- Thank you, Bob. I'm sure most of our oldest fans remember that match quite well. In the meanwhile the first half ended with no more touchdowns and the Skullsnappers were able to field 11 players for the second half, too. The ball was kicked a while ago and it looks like that the star thrower of Gargants is in some kind of trouble. Three Snapper's blitzers are on the way to tackle Longbomba down while rest of the Gargants are trying to help him. Except their troll .. and that lone black orc. What is he doing?

- He's running, Bob. Towards the endzone. That's the idea of this game.

- Well, Bob, thank you for pointing out. But the ball is at the other end of the field and the Gargants are having trouble. Or was this just a clever plan? Looks like the Gargants somehow gathered their strength and are injuring Skullsnappers from left to right. And they're on a steady course to the endzone. Looks like a 2-0 for the Gargants.

But hey, what was that? The lone black orc was passed the ball. But he fumbled it to the ground. And keeps running, without the ball. The ball is picked up again, passed, and another fail to catch the ball. Can't be, a third try, and no, not even the fourth catch was succesful. But he's made it steadily to the endzone and only has to go for it as the clock is ticking. Oh no, he's down. Legsmasha fails to stay on his feet at the endzone. And the ref blows his whistle. The match is over, 1-0 to the Gargants, and what a match it was. The Nappers have three of their players ko'd, and seven as casualties, including the one dead and one niggling injury.

This surely was what Bloodbowl is about. Nasty, bloody, and exciting. Wouldn't you agree, Bob?

..Bob?

..Bob?”