The final. A right royal rumble. Africa, Europe, South America.

Battle lines are drawn. The opening battle commences with a "FUGGGING GET INTO 'EM LADS" screamed in a deep brummie accent.

The Africans head instinctively for the white europeans. The eastern block lads start slapping faces, one fight that catches the eye is a large slovak chasing an east ugandan. Eventually caught, the ugandan bites off the finger of the slovak and screams "INKANA INKANA".....shouts of "BLACK MAGIC, KNIFE THE CANTS"......the africans are slaughtered.....

The South Americans, hanging back start to move forward, the Europeans are few......the South Americans charge with a blood curdling scream.....the biggest one at the front.....Terry from Clithero takes him out with a flying headbutt, the sickening thud reverberating around the blood stained hill....the South Americans stopping dead in their tracks....as Terry puts the boot into the lifeless South American amid screams of "YOU FACKIN' WANT IT DO YOU? I'LL EAT YOUR KIDS....I'LL EAT ALL YOUR FACKING KIDS"....

The south americans run like the wind, with a Braveheartesque Scots echo of "THEY'RE GIEIN' IT LEGS, HAE THAIM LADS!"

An hour later, 30 Scots and Russians stand proud. The world is theirs.

Posted By: MIKEWALKER, Feb 2, 08:51:21