There once was a team in Kingston. Where they faced a Battalion of men. The battalion had confidence. Confidence that was diminished cause of one man, NotGruetz. The leader of battalion was frighten. so frightened indeed that he himself had to take to battle. By throwing Trolls and Get Goods the way of the Frontenac’s. However that didn’t stop these Frontenac’s from taking their brooms and sweeping the poor Battalion away.