“'Wild' 'Dead' Hamble vomited rotting black blood in pleasure as the dead took to the field. Only their second match and still filled with dead exuberance, Malignant Death just wanted to 'have a good game', 'kill some of them' and 'meet some dead women'. Well... they satisfied two of these urges. It was a good game, and there were lot's of female zombies in the crowd.

The first half was a struggle as the ghouls struggled to hold the ball. Lot's of fighting between the.. were they elves? damn, they were aggressive, we thought all elves were like goblin women.. stinky and soft and similar.. um.. lost track now. Mostly, noone died. There was lot's of standing around as the game progressed quickly.

The second half was more eventful, with Flesh Stripper scoring and them performing his trademark 'fleshstrip™' dance. This so excited the zombie women in the crowd that after the next kick they invaded the pitch and ravaged him, injuring some of the soft elves in the process. This left a nice gap in what was to be the Gits offence and Hamble charged down the field to score just at full time.

Then the zombie women ravaged us again, it was great.

Those elves weren't to bad, just too alive. Perhaps they'll be dead when next we meet. If not, we'll certainly help them out. We are very nice fellows after all.

Cheers and vomiting to Beelz, better luck next time.”