“Ladies and not so Gentle Men, this is a rivalry! THunderbolts and Patriots are meeting twice a season to smash each other into the abyss (, or just kill the other teams best player on a gangfoul). This is season4, so the 7th affair. Both teams are beefed up compared to previous ones. The false homecoming of Arnold Miyers, who graduated in Broekwater and became the no1 overall pick of the Thunderbolts during draft4, further complicated the relations. There was everything for a good bloodbowl with grudge, spiced with a little bit of mutual respect.

The game started by the Patriots receiving. Thunderbolts went with a heavy LOS (armor 9), but it did not protect enough as a Patriot managed to take out a thundering soldier. Patriots had the opportunity to foul, but elected to protect the position gained by their assault, and doubled on the space, protecting each others backs.
This did not faze the Thunderbolts, as they thundered down with vicious attacks and boots...
...except the referee sniffed it well in advance and sent off the innefective fouler, while coach Seventyone screamed SELLL IT! from the sideline, implying the effort was clearly not enough for his expectations.
The drive became quite simple after that, as Patriots marched through the field under the guidance of Glennon, who scored. There were some more foul in the half, but the referee shot that down immediately. How harsh!

The second half saw the Bolts receiving. Sounds like they were all in with the foul businesss, even after PAtriots marked them! And it seemed to work in turn2, when 2 patriots left the field due to repeated banging of various bodyparts. But then the referee came back from the coffee break (halftime adjustment anyone?), and started where he left, and sent off the foulers left and right.
The not so favorable events forced the Bolts to advance and expose the ball carrier, who was sacked by THE BOSS (Bortles). The ball was on the ground for a short time, then bounced to the crowd, who clearly wanting a Bolts score threw it back towards the endzone. The ball was contested, but then Glennon got a grip on it, and drove through the pitch for the final score of 2-0. Winston, maybe in order to prove he is not trade bait material, killed President Roosevelt. The game concluded with some blood after all, even though the referee seriously limited the fun.

Now comes some much deserved rest for the teams. PAtriots are rumored to morph a bit with the midseason trade window, but these teams will face off oncce again in the name of divisional rivalry.

On to whoever is next (to be decided)...”