“First hit of the game Bono got smashed into a wet pool of filth and being the disgusting animal that he is, he was treacherous enough to join the other side. Later the slimy monster even killed off another rotter, who at the start of the game was his team mate. This goes to show you can never trust someone called Bono.

Speaking of slimy gits... Piers Morgan managed to sneak down one flank of the pitch and even took down a few guys as he went. It must have been that corporate stench that meant that no one wanted to actually put much effort into tackling him, though to be fair, what sort of person would want to have to make physical contact with Piers Morgan.

With a quick blitz the Wolves managed to rush the defense and score a touchdown in the first turn of the second half. This was followed with the classic Blood-bowl tactic of having a massive brawl midfield with most players forgetting there was a ball in play.

In the end Puddle leaked away from combat and found the ball. Wolfie messed up big time and if it was not for his previous good performances would have been sacked by his coach. Puddle took the chance and dashed the end-line to score the winning touchdown.

Most of the crowd felt sick by the end of the game. Well who wouldn't after having to watch Piers Morgan smug face after he won a game. ”