“it was a sad day indeed for the tums, victory coming at an unbelievable loss. The lizardmen fans were upset after the second touchdown, and invaded the pitch to vent their frustration, seriously injuring Lightning roots in the process. Then the Tums coach made a mis-call and told the apoth to fix roots up, not willing to do without him for the next game, thinking that with only one turn left what harm could the catch 22 do.

Poor ol' Frank N. Furter, veteran of 85 games, a record for a halfling, was standing there, eating a do-nut when a big scaly fist came from out of no-where and knocked him into that big kitchen in the sky.

The tums mourn his lose, but younger, fresher talent must take his place now, we must remember the good times, and look to the future.

So tum fans only 4 games to go, when we reach that magic 100 game mark, i hope you'll all be there to join in the celebratations.”