Lo, life in the happy land across the wafers had fallen upon even harder times than when last we told of it. With the general disenchantment among the little folk with the good witch Cablette and her foiled blessing in Zak's Son, the little folk had put away their Dragons and plugged a normal aerial in the back of their little televisions and a new craze had swooped across the land. For verily hadst the people discovered Channel 4 and found how very different it was and exciting with programs of alternative arts, and minority groups having their own programs (which did raise the hearts of the hobbits in the land who up until then had been given a fairly hard press by Melbourne House), and alternative sports.

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They were Basketball and American football. But soon the craze didst die out for basketball, as the little folk had not the height to get the ball in the basket and so American Football became the craze.

And high in his castle among the dark mountains the evil wizard didst laugh and count his money a lot and commit all of the seven deadly sins all at once and then laugh a lot more for he had finally removed all the Dragons from the land (for lo he didst hate computers as much as happiness).

So, as you can see, things looked pretty damn bad for the little people. But then the good witch Cablette didst crack it and released a game based upon American Football, which shows a top view of players running up and down the pitch and is generally a great idea. Sadly though, the good witch had had much of her energy sapped by the defeat of Zak's Son by the evil wizard and so all she could produce was a game with nice smooth graphics but little else.

And lo, once again the little people didst send off for it and get all their Dragons out, and load it up, and play it for a couple of nanoseconds, and get bored out of their wits with it, and put their Dragons away again, and throw away the game, and go back to watching alternative arts programs.

And the good witch Cablette was banished from the land for letting the people down again. And the Dragons didst never come out again. And high in his castle the evil wizard laughed that all this had gone so well for him when he'd really had nothing to do with it. And he didst come forthward and crown himself king, and his name was Cliff Sinclove.

And the morals of this tale are firstly that if no one gets their A into G about producing software then computers die, and secondly those who bring out two rubbishy games in a row can't complain about two cynical reviews.