“Then there were four. um.. that is, this was our 4th match, and another allstar performance. Shame about the poor coaching, inability to pickup balls and poor blocking skills. Again, the skinks didn't fall over as much this time. After Aggressive Holtagh's display of ball picking-up ability in the last match he was left with that seeming simple task... **sigh**.
Either way, luck and what-not aside, we were out classed and out played. Blighted Marshes Raiders coach pushed them to a fine victory, taking advantage of every slip and error on our part. The Skaven ran, dodged, threw and blocked like.. like.. well, they swarmed like rats and played very well. Bastards.
At least Milk Drops hurt some.. just.

After this game we picked up some new players, the perpetually confused Me Stupidt Kill (that's what he says his name is.. he looks puzzled all the time. He does seem to be able to play well though, and even picked up the ball once, in training) and the zippy and scary Sharp Joxyt, skink wonder, whom we have been training to 'pick up balls'. We is pleased to welcome the boys and have VERY high expectations of them. VERY high, you hear me!?!
"uh, me stupit kill..."
**sigh**”