Last night was special.

When we showed up in the R match-maker we were right away challenged by Utep himself and his team.
Us ( https://fumbbl.com/p/team?team_id=810578 ), little bonnies, with no widespread fan base, no titles, nothing...
A fratricide match.
Just a warm-up for Cryptic Apocalypse ?
The Legend was maybe trying to find new recruits among us with 2 or 3 team members showing skills in head bashing and even ball handling lately ?

Glups. We were meeting Destiny and couldn't back off

The coach, yet a veteran, was shaky at the idea of witnessing his beloved team being trashed, torn apart, scattered all around the pitch but he stood up, swallowed his fear and infused us with pride (and maybe some Nuffle's magic).

"What better death than to the hands (or feet) of Utep and his partners !
You all say that you aspire to be as famous as the Newscasters, KNE, Threemusketeers or even tonight's opponents then the time has come ! Show the Old World what bones you're made of ! No one is going to die tonight for the first time anyway..."

The game itslef shall remain in all our hollow skulls forever.
A true benchmark.
Shall Nuffle watch us and give us a hand (and a pair of dices) like last night for eons to come !!

See you on the pitch !