Fergie is a lover, not a fighter at heart. He doesn't want to hit people. He just wants to make friends, and dance.

Before entry into the Blood Bowl, Fergie wanted to be an acrobat. Unfortunately for Fergie.... he was a troll. He tried and tried to learn how to be just a BIT more agile. A tad more graceful. Alas, he attempts were in vain. He didn't let it get him down, he continued to keep his head high and try and try.

Eventually, Fergie came to the realization that he needed to get in shape! That was clearly the only issue! So, he turned to sports.

He tried football, (or soccer for you Americans), but kept tripping on the ball. At one point, he even popped the ball. Multiple times. They ran out of spares. It was a real ordeal.

He tried Cricket. He couldn't quite grasp how to use the bat. Well, more accurately, he just couldn't quite grasp the bat. He kept accidentally throwing it. At one point at a child spectator. Again, not his greatest moment.

He tried Chess. Okay, "tried" might be subjective, but he put a lot of effort into it! It was a bit too overwhelming for him though, poor Fergie, and that was just setting up the pieces!

Eventually he then heard about a sport where teamwork reins supreme, and strength and brutality are rewarded. Blood Bowl! And thus, he signed up. Not for money. Not for glory. For experience!

...and friends.