“The mighty Norsemen of Alpenrowdies took to the field aided by the scourge of the Undead... Zara the Slayer! We thought we had killed her already, but here she was, in the flesh again! (We figure her personal apothcary must be able to work miracles, literally!)

Early on in the half, a +5 DP foul sent Zara to the stands knocked out, and the Undead started the slow rumble to the end zone. The ref helped by sending off the norse dirty player, and a wight and a ghoul managed to kill opposition.

With "Wishing on a Star" holding the ball a few steps from the endzone, a norse blitzer dead on the floor with their apothecary holding together a lineman, the norse looked at each other, and promptly fled the field!

No Zara for us, but lots of lovely winnings!”