Absolutely!

You zip over to the Unicorns' coach and study the woman.

She's quite tall and has long beautiful silver hair. She's currently standing with her hands on her hips in a pose that just screams confidence, with a sneer on her face that exudes her obvious smugness and sense of superiority.

You wonder what she's looking at and decide to follow her gaze, and realize she's staring at her poor, flustered, dwarven counterpart - the Dragons' coach.

"The nerve of this woman!" You say in mock disgust as you help yourself to the elven coach's elegant (and probably expensive) silver necklace, earring studs, and the fancy ring on her finger. "Taking advantage of someone else's misfortune!" You scoff as you walk behind her.

You certainly can't have that!

You slip your hands under the woman's shirt and snake your way up to her... surprisingly small boobs. Huh. You give them a quick pinch and let time resume for a few seconds.

All the coach manages to get out is a brief 'huh?' before realizing her situation.

"You shouldn't be happy about getting an unearned advantage," you whisper into the elven coach's long ear as you tweak her tits a second time.

Pandemonium quickly breaks loose as the now three unattended brooms of the unseated (and undressed) Unicorn players fly out of control, zipping off out of the arena to lord-only-knows where.

Meanwhile the three players lying naked in the sand each let out a noise indicating their surprise, which is quickly followed, you observe, by two screams of shock and embarrassment... and one moan of pleasure (Oh Curvy, never change!).

You then slow down time once more. It's time to really get to work now!