“As the Misery took to the pitch against their skaven opponents, there was an unsettling tingle in the air. Clearly the sorcerors that so plagued the Misery were present, and there could be no doubt that they bore anything but ill will. The rats received and predictably went for a fast score. The Misery pressured them and forced an early touchdown, then prepared for their own drive. The Misery drive went as could be expected despite the rats setting up a cunning counter to the assault. The Beast and some assistants tied up the bulk of the vermin, while Mr_Foulscumm and the rest of the team isolated the rats on one flank and broke through. Mr_Foulscumm led his comrades in a wheeling arc around the pinned rats, while the rest of the team laid into them. Vincent Bluesnake was ejected for a well placed boot to an exceptionally agile Gutter Runner, but not even the referee's mingling could halt the Misery offense. With the rats pinned down the Misery repeatedly pummeled another downed Gutter Runner. However despite its fragile state, the vermin refused to leave the pitch. As the clock ran down Cxalk'gnil broke a rats skull with a hefty blow, and Mr_Foulscumm scored comfortably. With the score tied at 1-1, the second half began. Magic hung heavily in the air, but the Misery pressed on. Once again the beast tied up the flanking rats while the Misery wheeled past them in a mighty arc. The iron-rat that had resisted so many boots continued to resist 3 more, and the Misery realised that foul enchantment was at play. Tragedy soon struck. Cxalk'gnil was disoriented by a sorcerous spell and tripped in the centre field leaving the rats free to break away and chase Mr_Foulscumm. Sudden darkness engulfed the area around Mr_Foulscumm, and he found himself back in his home dugout and unable to get back on the pitch. The Misery couldn't see the ball due to sorcerous intervention, but attempted to control the area in which they believed it lay. Suddenly the enchanted rat who had resisted so many boots scarpered off from the scrum, and Woodstock realised he had the ball and gave chase. His tackle connected with nothing however, as the rat dissappeared and re-appeared out of his reach. Guided by wizardly winds the ball sailed to another masked Gutter Runner who scored as the clock ran out. Enraged by this foul display of sorcery the Misery fans rushed towards a bunch of bearded rats in pointy hats. As soon as they realised their cover was blown, the bearded ones took flight and collapsed the stand behind them. Not only did the Misery lose the game to the trickery of the rodents, they lost several fans too.”