“"Hey boys!" Coach Boone's deep and powerful voice echoed down right down the bus.

"So far you have failed me, you have failed yourselves and, most importantly of all, you have failed your mothers!"

"You say you want to play bloodbowl, but where is your great? You need to stand up and be counted!" added coach Yoast.

Gerry Bertier piped up: "This game is gonna be different sir! Ain't that right boys?"

"Sir yes sir" echoes down the bus

"Now Alan has gone we play as a team: who cares if you are Pavanese, Trantioan or even dwarfen?"

"Actually Skip we all hate dwarfs!"

"Good point: let's unite around breaking some dwarf heads!"

And that is what they did.

As the fanzine "titanically Titan" reports:

The game started badly with the dwarfs steeling a march on our noble farm boys early on. Lewis Lastic, hero of the last game, spent much of the first half lying on his back seeing stars. This only seemed to spur the rest of the team on as Herman Boone's skull crushing master plan rolled into action. Dwarfs dropped all over the place and only some ridiculous showboating on the endzone stopped there Titans going one nil up.

Coach Yoast's defensive plan worked even better in the second half with yet more dwarfs going down and a revitalised Lastic catching a spilled ball: the first time since freshman year that he had touched te pigskin either in practice or a game. To the delight of his many fans Lewis stuffed the ball up his jersey and waltzed into the endzone but not before performing his trademark truffle shuffle: a celebration normally saved for the half time show.

The Titans played hard but fair but for some reason the dwarves seem to want a rematch and they are quite angry about it. ”