“Kondor crossed the pitch and shook hands with coach Maluzu. (Hawaiian? he wondered.) The lizzie coach had coached a good game, but they seemed fearful of a couple of bumps and bruises. Both sides had exchanged some good natured fouls through the game, but once the lizards found the bench, they refused to come out at kick off. Strange creatures these lizzies.

After complimenting the opposing coach as was his custom, Kondor tracked back to the locker room where he could tell the cheerleaders had just opened another keg. This should be interesting.

When the door opened, even Kondor was surprised. There were Robert Lee and Jerry Garcia at the top of a cheerleader pyramid firing down beer bongs hanging from the ceiling. Lee hoisted his tankard in victory and upset the drunk pyramid sending girls, players, and coaches tail over tea-kettle.

"Me Knee" came the shout from the player who had scored both TDs this day. All shouted for the doc, but the hammered human apothecary was "occupied" by a pair of stocky dwarfen beauties.

Kodor stood over the wounded player and wiggled his patella. "Ya idjt!" he shouted. "You'll never play again with that bum knee. Be glad you were paid will."

Bobbie Lee thought of the retirement clause in his contract and shouted for another round as Kondor went looking for a new longbeard to play the line.
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Skill rolls.
Jerry Garcia - DP
Robert Lee - Guard - Niggled - Fired”