Now you have a land with ": Target creature gets Haste until end of turn, then you may have a bunch of burly Minotaurs beat the crap out of them".
This reminds me of a secondhand story I know.
So, while I was at Valley College, I was in a production of A Christmas Carol. The guy playing Scrooge was this really interesting dude named Addison. He used to hang with a bunch of karate practitioners, back when it was first brought over to the States. He had quite a few stories of those days, but the relevant one this reminded me of is this: one of the most common things these bunch of knuckleheads would do is, when they knew someone was coming, they'd turn out all the lights in the dojo, then hide. The only lightswitch was at the very back of the building, so when this poor sap would walk through the doorway, all these idiots would jump him, and he'd hafta fight his way through 15 or 20 guys, in pitch black, just to be able to turn the lights back on.
Of course, once the lights were on again, there'd be no sign of anyone else ever having been there, save the bruises.
There are other stories, if you'd all like to hear them.
I also had this kind of unfair fight club thingy at school when i was 6 to 8. We hid in a sort of corridor between two buildings during the 15min breaks. When you're that young it doesn't hurt much and it was pretty funny even when i was the one trying to cross this corridor. At college it's not so funny and forgiveable anymore i guess.