“Twahnlows:

3pts to Anders Johansson: the equalizer was a spectacle worthy of any elf or gutter runner - scoring the TD required some slippery play indeed.

2pts to Baldur Thorsen: his timely KO of Briana Ardrason helped the equalizer, by removing a key defensive player.

1pts to Rudi Van Winkle: that man is just SO useful on the pitch! he and Frozen Tauros muscled over the top to allow Anders the glimmer of hope to score. He's not as strong as the minotaur, but he has better training.

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Mort Lludson shifts his robes, coughs raspingly and addresses his assembled ranks:

BWA HA HA HA HA HA h- *cough*

Well, my dear dear rotting meatbags, you did well. It's a shame you couldn't prevent that last effort to score. That said, we could've run over the line later if only a certain big bandaged boofhead hadn't stumbled like a wayward child in the closing seconds and interrupted the flow of this game.

The sport side may not matter to you lot, but it matters to ME! *gargle* the money that goes into maintaining our unique facilities doesn't come from my singing career. HA HA HA - *cough cough hack* The last undead musical entertainer to make any money could play trumpet, too... A HA HA! Ah you don't get that one, huh? What a wonderful world indeed... nup? you bags of rot are a tough crowd, you know that?

*at this point, Mort Lludson falls quiet and seems to retreat into a private world. The assembled zombies simply wait patiently, staring blankly towards the coach and his blackboard*

Well, our next game is an away game against someone we've never played before! I caught some of their games on Necromancer Broadcasting Channel, and let me tell you, they're like ghouls, balanced all the damn time. So Airell, I want you training with the ghouls on the mats 24/7 until next game - figure out how to take the legs! Only three more things, then I'll let you have a day's rest:

The girls next week are gonna be a trick to get down, so once they are there, do what you do best! I'm looking at you, Ginebra, Cuchulain, Carney, Sven, Prigar. You're my Filthy Five and I need you to act like it! *rasp*

Hans Anderson, welcome to the team, you'll be training with the Filthy Five. Force me to come up with a new name, eh?

Lastly, this is one for me to worry about - and Donia I want you to stay away from her if she's there - Zara the Slayer might make an appearance. See you all at dusk tomorrow to prepare.”