“Terrible snowy day, who turns up but some Vampires. We know how much they like blood, bound to be good for sales! Casualties R Us, we just let anyone in the door!

Ed had to go it alone, Lief still a bit sore from that kick by the replacement. The madman Helmut Wulf joined them, those aren't casualties, ruins our sales record that does, killed Smash D'Ankle strait off. Ed threw Frozen Shoulder over for a go at the ball, and he sconned the carrier! Ha, that's the easy way. They knocked him over, but he strait up and wrestled it free again. Top stuff! Creaky Knee through to pick up, then down again but they fumbled the pickup. Frozen had a shot at a surf on their nasty blodger, but couldn't make the dodge and they away with it.

The madman killed Sore Back then. Two deaths! Not either of them a proper sale. Ah well, it'll be funeral pie for the lads even if the blows the budget. Luckier Break took him out, skilled in the process, but that's a return and more profit lost, and they finally scored. Paininthe Neck went for an equaliser, line open thanks to a pitch invasion, but he couldn't land it. Ah well, good effort.

Riot as a result, fans not happy at all. We tried holding for the right moment, but suddenly we were pressed, and this time they got on with it, confident of victory. Us again, throw set up, but Cracked Ribs couldn't handle it at all. We got it back a moment, they got it, Foot Crushed blitzed it back again, but then their blodger had it and not a wrestler left they got a third.

Smash D'Ankle, 7 games, 9 blocks, 4 fouls, nice handoff for a score once.

Sore Back, 2 games, 2 blocks, one to set up a big hit for Ed just this game.

The dead, they mean funeral pie. Glorious, best pie, best parties, best everything. This is why we play the game, so much wonderful pie, and double it! If it weren't for that madman, would've been a top sales day too.”