On air Cabalvision match report

With Jim Johnson and Bob Bifford

JIMGood evening, Blood Bowl fans! Clear skies over the Stadium tonight (no ponchos required) as the Bretonnian Holy Hand Grenadiers host the Shimmerveil Hurricanes, and Bob, the High Elves came to run.

BOBRun?! Jim, they came to run a marathon and the Grenadiers were handing out orange slices at the water station! Syezelriha struts in for the opener before the medics have even unpacked. Nil–one. Then Ghertin the Beast decides one touchdown's for cowards and posts TWO!

JIMA punishing turn of foot from those Dragon Princes. MA 8, and our Catchers at MA 7 just couldn't run them down in the open field. But I want to be fair to the Grenadiers here, because on the other side of the ball...

BOBOh, here comes the eulogy...

JIM...the knights were magnificent! Alejandra flattens Vaeril Keyqen for good. Young Siegbert the Squire (a Squire, Bob!) puts Kendel Mortumal in the ground beside him! Two dead elves!

BOBTwo dead elves and a scoreboard that reads one to three, Jim! You can win every bar fight in the tavern and still miss the last coach home! That's Bretonnian football, baby!

JIMAnd it cost them dear. Edelgard Rabe, cut down on the eleventh turn and not getting up. A hole in the squad that won't heal by next week.

BOBPour one out for the lad. Though the bright side (and I use the word loosely): Amynta collected the MVP for services to violence and cashed it straight in for Mighty Blow! Next elf she taps is getting taxed.

JIMGracien did get one back, a lovely thrower-keeper on turn nine to put us on the board. For a moment, hope!

BOBFor a moment! Then Ghertin remembered he had legs and it was three. Three to one. See you next Matchday, fans. The Grenadiers'll be there, minus one Squire and plus one very large grudge!

JIMWin clean, score fast, and next time, catch the fast ones. Goodnight!