“Ah the beautiful game of blood bowl, butchered by my opponent. Laugh, I nearly cried. Down to one man in the first half and down to one man by the end of the second. This wasn’t a game it was a re-enactment of a war (a war which this time I lost). In fairness to him it was foul, use secret weapon foul. I wouldn’t have accepted the rematch with my gobbos if I had known, but my flings gave him such a beating last time he didn’t have chance to foul them. I will know for future. One thing that does rankle slightly is a seventh turn foul when my troll is already out till the end of eighth. It doesn’t do anything other than annoy your opponent. If it wasn’t for regenerate I would be down one troll – and nice ones to boot. Won’t hurt a fly my trolls. But, you play mindless morons – snotlings not my opponent of course – then you know what to expect. The khemri of the stunty division. I must get me one of these teams ;)”