Coach Dan steps in from the rain, after a hard day of training. Well, for him it was just hard on the vocal chords, shouting at the boys to man the fuck up, and punch harder, but tough work none-the-less.

He lights up a cigar, but notices a strange sound from the back of the changing rooms, where the boys are dressing down. It sounds almost like....like...is that a man crying! What a bunch of pussies! He storms into the changing room, bearing straight down on Olivier, who is sitting next to Sean, with his head in his hands, seemingly trying and failing to hold back tears.

"What da fuck are you cr..." His words stick in his throat as Clinton lays a massive hand on his shoulder and signals for him to step outside.

"Coach, now is not the time"

"But what the hell", coach Dan says, spitting out his cigar, "he was supposed to be a big tough bastard like you, ready to smash faces and stand up to ogres, why the hell is cryin' like a little baby!?!"

"You didn't hear?"

"Hear what exactly"

"You remember when you sent him to Carroburg? Well apparently him and Nicola had something special going on between them."

"Oh shit, that stupid fucking bastard. Fallin' in love with a blood bowl player. How da hell did he expect it would end!"

"Shhh coach, keep it down, he's not taking it well. And he had apparently planned to propose to her at the end of the season, on the last game we play against them, and quit blood bowl for good"

"Well thank fuck she died then", Coach Dan whispered back, Clinton nodding. "Now let's get him drunk, and take him out to the Eagle Spread Maiden, for some nice company to help him forget..."

"Good idea boss"

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A little post in honour of Nicola Krukenberg. No sooner had she got +Ag after playing against the wolfskins, than she was ripped violently from this world again.