Welcome to Legends of Aventress.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to beautiful Goodberry Square for the 43rd Grand Flee Flemfile Prime Material Material Playing Championship, brought to you by Everwood's

Emporium. I'm Tank Hammerfall, and joining me, as always, is the one and only Verrett Day. Hello there.

Before we begin, let's take a moment to recap the astounding journey of the mighty trunks, who won

the 42nd championship just four short

years ago.

Verrett, what a series of games we witnessed.

It was like watching a herd of elephants waltzing through a field of flaming tulips.

You betcha.

In game one, the trunks faced off against the cobald flame skulls, immediately dominating

the field four zero.

Coach Eggerman really had them working like a well-oiled machine from day one.

Like trying to fit a square peg into a circular maze.

You ever try that tank?

No.

In game two, they went up against the Hathleen crawling quaws, finishing 4-1.

The trunks were proving they weren't just stomping around. They had some finesse, too.

Finesse, like trying to catch a live fish with a greasy spaghetti strainer.

And game three, against the Dider Wolves, was a real nail-biter. The trunks clinched it four to three, showing determination in the face of fierce opposition.

You know, Tank, it's like when you try to peel an orange and suddenly you juggling pineapple.

That's how unpredictable it was.

Well put, Derek.

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