“Once more peke's pals were unleashed upon an unsuspecting team under the guiding darkness of the watchful eye of the great peke himself.

3 casualties caused by blocks plus one by a thrown ro, all resulting in a serious injury was harsh to begin with. Especially the -AG for his Stormvermin. But the clincher was the dirty player strolling over to his Rat ogre and fouling him so violently in such an outrageou s manner that th eref spotted him (6+).

The thin lips of Jarmo, our dirty player had a callous, cruel smile when he calmly left the field. For he had just killed 600 pounds of muscle...

After scoring 2-2 the rats simply had not enough bodies left on the pitch. And peke's pals could increase their lead to 4-2 even, albeit with a fair sprinkling of luck...

Even made some decent cash for a change...”