“We stabby in dee eye wit dee pointy tongues an it hort him much much. Dee first two heets of dee game, mon, wee SI'd two ov dee linefodder, an we start like we meen to go on, mon.

Ee's orgres, though, thees guy he sends 'em to dee college night classes, dey so profeszionale, all dee way troo dee game - we were in dee awe of dees, mon.

Eees troo, ee *almos* score een dee last half, but we stop heem witheen sight of dee line. An hees dodgy agile hobbits, dey hort zemselves early on (ok, wun of them, ee run onto my feest, but is all dee same, no?) - ees too bad, hombre...

HISSSSS!”