"So, as you can see, Grifball is the ideal sport. It has all the elements of classic gamemanship: Grif's pain and suffering, Grif's humiliation and defeat, and Grif's multiple deaths."
— Sarge, Red vs. Blue
"The players assemble, twelve fine, hearty men,
They strapped on their cauldrons, stood poised to fly,
At the sound of the horn they were swiftly airborne,
But ten of their number were fated to die."
— Gaelic Poem on Creaothceann, Quidditch Through the Ages.
