Da leddery ones sta'ted on'da offense an' pressed 'ard down da left flank wi' The Orks tryin'ta pressure'em eider into scorin' or losin' da ball. Da pale skin'd Elfs fought 'ard an'valiantly playin' da clock down, bu'eventually on turn 7 dey were forced'ta score wi'da risk o'losin' da ball growin' ev'ry second az The Orks kept closin'in on'da ball carria.
The Orks 'ad 2 turns to go'an' score'da eekvalizer an'it seemd' az Nuffle 'imself was callin' da play from'da sidelines az The Orks fi'st secured'a strong cage position thru'da middle an'den just az'da clock was runnin' down dey broke thru'da defense line an' rush'd da match tyin' touchdown. 1-1 at 'alf time.
It was The Orks' turn'ta attack in'da second 'alf an' dere was no'urry. Even though dere were no playas missin' from'da Da'k Elfs line up afta'da first 'alf, The Orks put enuff pressur to advance thru'da middle wi'a strong cage. And even though da ball wasn't protected propa'like at some point, failin'at critical points kept'da Da'k Elfs from claimin'da ball. At'da end of'da 'alf da ball carryin' blitza Hebyr 'Filthy Fangs' mad'a 'eroic dash fo'it, thinkin'e was in'da clea' an'out of reach from anyone. But like lightnin' from'a clea'sky, out of'da blue a Da'k Elf runna dodged away from'da orcs markin'im an' 'eroically blitzd' Hebyr against all oddz. Da ball bounced off'da pitch an'in to'da reach of a Da'k Elf lino 'oo picked it up in an attemp'ta throw it down da pitch ta save da draw fo'da Da'k Elfs.
But Nuffle 'ad a dif'rent script fo'da endin of'da match az Sokur 'Weakling', one o' The Orks' blitzas intacepted'da pass, an' wi'just moments ta spare ran'da ball in fo'da winnin' touhdown.
2-1 fo' The Orks just at da last moment!
In a pos'match intaview Sokur 'Weakling' said 'e didn't unda'stand 'e catched'da ball at fi'st, bu'den 'e 'eard som'un yell: "Run Forrest, run!" an'e did just that.