Qudditch world cup
Prologue
Queerditch Marsh
"Qudditch is one of the best sports in the world. It has its own laws, for example, a minimum distance of 10 miles of a muggle town or area is required. So, are you ready to play your first game?" there was not much cheering from the team; they didn't have much of a chance of winning, the other team was the best in the county and it was raining so hard you couldn't see your hand if you stretched your arm out.
"Welcome all! Welcome to the Amateur Qudditch cup!" announced the commentator, Jeri Walsher. "this week's teams are the Greenfield Gorgers and... the undisputed winners, winning last year's amateur cup with an amazing, astounding, MARVELOUS sixteen won, zero lost, and zero tied games, everyone, put your hands together for… THE BAVEL BITERS!" the crowd roared as loud as a fifty-person crowd could when they were drenched and blinded by cold, freezing rain water.
"And the Quaffle's up!" shouted Jeri. The crowd depended on his words like a new-born puppy would on his mother, for they could not see in the rain. "The Gorgers take it- what a stupendous take! Mooker passes it to Fathel, Fathel to Dawn, and Dawn to Mooker- MOOKER SCORES! The Biters don't seem too happy 'bout this one, folks! Poot, passes it to Keplerie- Poor Poot, don't know how a keeper can see in this weather- Keplerie to Heart, Heart to Key- KEY GETS SMACKED DOWN BY MOODEL! That beater's one in a million, he is! Kelperie's got the Quaffle, Keplerie to Heart, Key's back up, Heart to key, who misses entirely- no, wait! He snatches it up, and- KEY SCORES! That's ten-ten!"
The match went on for several hours, with The Bavel Biters quickly surpassing the Gorgers. It was at on hundred and fifty to ten when-
"Key to Heart, Heart to Keplerie, Keplerie to Key, Key to- my word, I think Liza's saw the snichet! (You know what I mean, the funny golden bird) and the two hunters are off! Liza's closer- that's the Gorgers' Hunter, that is- but Shikieknote's closing in! And- oh, CRAP! We lost them! They're gone! Disappeared in the rain! And- MY WORD! LIZA'S KILLED THE SNICHET! That's the first lost match for the Biters! They don't look like very happy campers!" the whole crowd was cheering. After all, they had seven new Qudditch celebrities to idol.