“A very hard-fought draw.

In the first half, we were sloppy and couldn't stop the humans running riot and turning us over. Maybe we should have opted to kick, but I had a feeling the sweltering heat would remove my best players and take their dross, so I thought I'd get some work in early... In the second half, with sweltering heat making both of us suffer, we got some lucky hits. McFarland almost surfed Ludolf, that terror of a blitzer, but he got up and KO'd him on the next turn. Which then left him open for the Porter to send him to the graveyard forever, with assistance from the crowd. Inspired, "GARY!!" took down Edward Goldtree (we have a hatred of kickers, fenders, and anyone else who breathes, it seems) and with a lucky 3d hit by Amberg to sack the ball carrier and a finally not-totally-inept handoff by Eric to get the ball to the Porter, we ran it in for a final turn equaliser.

Which feels like a victory for a team that has seemed intent on making me rage flip the table every time I play them, and keeps the Crusaders' record perfectly symmetrical on wins and losses. Clive The Pious is an absolute machine, that's one thing we know.”