After several century long consultations of the rule book (heavily
annotated by the post, present and most likely future captains of each
Team's whimsy and definitions of a definition of defining something, as
long as the something includes a capital letter in front of it) Several
thousand diatribes regarding how the other team (I am sorry, I mean
Team) is clearly misinterpreting the rules and should give up the farce
of said Team's claim to have got it right, a few more decades to make
sure everyone possible on own's said Team is declared a traitor /other
derogatory term for "not playing on my Team, old chap" and then a
complete change of venue to Ashtan upon the grounds that those very
important definitions of words with a capital letter should be
monosyllabic not disyllabic. We commentators of this most virtuous sport
of life have decided the following:

Epic attempts to end the somewhat eternal struggle - 1
Actual success or progression beyond this point - 0

Like all of you, we who still have a few limbs intact and aren't wholly
scarred from the interesting artworks being displayed at each resident
Team's home ground look forward to the next political declaration that
suddenly, killing lots and lots and lots will work better than killing
merely lots will produce a solution, or at least be really distracting
(and fun, we shouldn't forget that) regarding any large and bothersome
internal issues that really are no fun at all to discuss.

--Finchy Ithilien


Penned by my hand on the 21st of Glacian, in the year 465 AF.