And so it was..

The indomitable fortress known as the House of Scabs fell last night to the Ball troops.

Sadly, I have absolutely no recollection of what happened last night seeing as how I already fell asleep after the 1st half of Portugal-Mexico. All I remember is the table tennis playing, and the kaobehing that the House of Scabs really is flithy, itchy and scab-inducing, living up to its reputation.

Not to worry guys, now that Scabby is back, Ball Brother Activities will start to roll in!