The story of Jokum begins as many other Bull Centaurs, with a story of love.

We all know that love sometimes can blind you, but it seems some are more blinded than others. But who are we to judge what is right and what is wrong. I am sure anyone of you would have a different view of love when you are raised in the bull pit, because it was there Jokums father was raised.

Jokum sr. as I choose to call him was an infant when he was thrown into the bull pits among the other outcasts of the chaos dwarf society. He was raised by the other stableboys and seniors of the bullpits. As he grew wider and broader by the years he became quite an extraordinary stableboy and was given the honorary task of escorting the kings bulls from the stable to the annual feast in honor of the chaotic demons.

Jokum sr. set of on the cart with three bulls and a cow which were his stables contribution to great feast. It was to be the first night he had spent not sleeping with the other stableboys and he felt a bit uneasy. The loneliness was too much for the young boy and he went to where he had tied the bulls up. The three bulls were asleep but the cow was awake and stared at him with wide open eyes. It was what happened next that really wants you to poke out your eyes and throw them far away, like a troll flings a goblin, cause to endure the sceene which followed you had to be blind.

I choose not to tell you the details but as you may have figured out, the seed that was planted this night was to grow into one of the only living legends in Fumbbl history. But I think we will save that story to the remach.

<i>Written by coach<i> <b><a href="http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=coachinfo&coach=25861">Maharaja</a></b>

Once known as a peaceful and spiritual clan, the Baumspieler clan has turned into the most deadly and nasty Chaos Dwarf clan in existence. Some blame BloodBowl for this, because their bloodthirst came soon after BloodBowl was introduced to them.

It was obvious from the first few games, that the clan was not very interested in ball playing, but rather in talking opponents into a higher will to commit themselves to meditation and spiritual rise. But they weren't successful, as we all know the mentality of the average BloodBowl player, and so the first teams were wiped out..

Claes Jacob, was just a young boy when it all began, and he got hooked on BloodBowl in his early age (he was only about 45 years old), and he watched his older clan fellows disappearing under the heavy blows of orcs, undeads, even the weak goblins slay the peaceful dwarfs.

And so hatred grows in him, and the rest of the Baumspieler kids, and so he commited himself to the learning of martial arts, instead of spiritual evolving.

Now he pose one of the main threat to opponents. His fists are covered with scars, and has already slayed an undead being, but he won't stop there. Oh no... There is a rumor that Claes Jacob Baumspieler once said: <i>"For every Clan member that died, I'll slay two of my opponents!"</i>


<i>Written by coach<i> <b><a href="http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=coachinfo&coach=56386">McVily</a></b>

Jarl saw his team mates going to the ground around him by dreadful blows of the Khemri mummies. Clenching his teeth he tried to do his best but finally got knocked out in the first half, too. But that turned out to be a twist of fate. He opened his eyes and, his vision still blurring and his ears ringing, he saw an old witch that spoke to him: "Jarl. I have chosen you to save this team from further humiliation! Take this charm and wear it in your jockstrap. It will weaken the mummies and bring new hope to you and your mates!" When he regained full consciousness the witch was gone but something itched between his legs. He didn't dare to have a look at it. But with new valor he stood up and stormed into the team's changing room: "COME ON GUYS! Let's show them stinkin' undead how to play Bloodbowl!"

And so the match continued. Well, Jarl didn't manage to save the win for his team but he saved the tie. The mummies were really weakend and only managed to push him around. They and the Khemri coach got so furious that they forgot to score but rather tried to knock him down, out and into the hospital. But all the blocks were pushes or had no effect.

The fans, the Khemri team and both coaches wrote petitions that the team should be renamed to honour Jarl. But Jarl, as humble as he is, states: "I'm not the only player in this team."


<i>Written by coach </i><a href="http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=coachinfo&coach=52159">Alpman</a>

Doctor's report from the hospital room of Beelzebub Komseda: Subject was brought into the hospital twenty minutes ago. He was strapped down to a gurney and had to have several orderlies hold him down. Field reports suggest that he suffered a major concussion against coach faspike's Orc team, Zoofights III.

After being heavily sedated, I was able to begin my examination. However, the moment I got near him he sprung back to life while screaming what sounded like, "OH, THE HUMANITY!" I figured it was post traumatic stress from the blow he took, but a witness to the incident informed me that Beelzebub Komseda's broken teeth were preventing him from properly screaming, "OH, THE HUGE MANATEE!" which was the name of the Black Orc Blocker who put him in such a state.

Physically, there will be no permanent damage to Beelzebub Komseda, though he will have to sit out a game. However, not all injuries are physical in nature, and I fear for his sanity in the coming matches.

<i>Written by coach<i> <b><a href=" http://fumbbl.com/FUMBBL.php?page=coachinfo&coach=58475 ">faspike</a></b>