Demons and gods playing a proper game of football had inspired plenty of ideas in Alvin's mind.
But the first real contact between the teams after kickoff drew a flag, and then yellow flags flew all over the field for the entire first half.
Compared to playing football, the players on both teams clearly preferred beating each other up.
Thor tried his best to control the game, but after two Demons sandwiched him and nearly made him throw up the whiskey he'd had that morning, the whole game teetered on the edge of chaos.
Alvin watched as a burly Asgardian grabbed a Demon by the shoulders and smashed their helmets together with a vicious Headbutt, crushing both their noses in the process.
Looking at the three referees on the sideline, who were waving yellow flags like idiots, Alvin clapped a hand to his forehead and said helplessly, "Guys, you need to get out there and coach them. Make them understand this isn't a gladiator arena, it's a playing field."
A middle-aged referee mechanically tossed out a yellow flag and muttered under his breath, "Unsportsmanlike conduct by Asgard. Back eight yards..."
Then the referee wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and looked at Alvin. "Sir, I absolutely refuse to go back onto the field.
I nearly got killed just now...
Though, actually, this might not be so bad. People might prefer watching an alien gladiator match."
Alvin shook his head helplessly and shouted at Thor, "Beat them up! Didn't you get any milk this morning?"
After shouting, Alvin swept his gaze over the stands, where everyone seemed to be having a collective orgasm. He turned to Dr. Banner beside him and said, "Is this how Rome fell?
Human cruelty is beyond anything I imagined..."
As Alvin rambled, an unlucky Demon