Great events are often foreshadowed

Press conference in the Auditorium at Gunners' stadium, the Armory. Gunners' management was quite mysterious about the occasion, which led to a rush for the best spots in the room among the reporters. Among them several well-known DLE commentators and Blood Bowl analysts like Pavel Lokren of the Spike Magazine, Hertha Wendlinger of the Carroburg Tageszeitung and Billy "Barkin'" Barkow of the Averheim Bottle Post.

The conference is started by a Halfling wearing a sports suit in Gunners' colours.

Hello everybody. Nice to see so many of you from all over the Empire. My name is Humphrey Pfefferkorn, and I am the media spokesman "slash" sports psychologist "slash" kit manager "slash" nutritional advisor "slash" head cook of the Nuln Gunners. I followed GM "slash" Head Coach FRSHMN when he was offered the job in Nuln at the end of last season.

Before we officially start the press conference, some personal words of pardon from me. In the past I didn't always speak too well of the Gunners, the great city of Nuln and its wonderful inhabitants and I want to apologize for that. Nuln is a beautiful city, a true testament of great architecture and foresight. And its citizens are among the bravest, smartest and most generous people to have ever lived in the Old World. It is my pleasure to be allowed to exist among them. In fact, it must have been the poisonous vapours out of this eel of a river that led to my unjust words back in the days. But now that I have escaped this ugly swamp of a city, I can breath again and my sight has cleared.

With this said, it is now my duty "slash" honour to welcome another changed soul on this stage, please give him a hearty welcome, your finest coach FRSHMN.

Lukewarm applause escorts coach FRSHMN as he walks from the side entrance to the podium.

Thank you. First of all, let me start with this: "Hello Nuln, hello Gunners' Nation!" When I was given the job at helm last season, it was kinda wham-bam, with no time to officially introduce myself and my vision for this team. Then the season was done, and again, other things had higher priority: Like getting the draft done, getting a team together, getting the training started,... But now with everything up to eleven, we can catch up on this.
So without much ado, let me introduce you to my vision of Gunners' future... Douglas Winston!

Legendary Blitzer Douglas Winston literally breaks through the curtain behind the speaker's desk while coach FRSHMN gives way. Dead silence among the present reporters. It feels like Douglas Winston gazes at every single one of them at the same time. Finally, one reporter gathers all her courage and raises her hand. The Blitzer allows her to speak with a single nod.

Th'uh'... uhm... Thank you. So this whole show is about you and your comeback from retirem...

Winston Douglas cuts the female reporter short.

Don't call it a comeback, I been here for years.
Rockin my peers and puttin' suckas in fear.
Makin' the tears rain down like a monsoon.
Listen to the bass go boom!

More silence follows this eruption. Again, it is the reporter from Carroburg that braces up faster then all her male colleagues.

Uhm... yeah... sorry about that formulation then. But isn't it true that your former coach informed you that he no longer called on your services nor that he saw other teams wanting to do so?

Following this question is a silence so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Finally the Blitzer answers.

Shadow boxin' when I heard that on the radio.
I just don't know: What made him forget that I was raw?
But now I got a new tour.

As if this was a secret start signal, the rest of the reporters recovers from their freeze, raising arms and waving hands to catch the Blitzer's attention. With his minimalistic nods he gives the floor to a few chosen ones.

Pavel Lokren, Spike Magazine. There have been rumors about your downgraded health and fitness conditions. Any comments?

Explosion, overpowerin'.
Over the competition, I'm towerin'.
Wreckin' shop, when I go.
My blocks will make them call for the apo.

Next is a reporter that asks his question with a sinister eye for the Halfling in the Gunners' sport suit.

Billy Barkow, straight outta that "Swamp of a City" called Averheim, for the Bottle Post. Can you tell our "poisoned" readers what you think your contribution to this team will look like?

The Blitzer's answer comes quickly and hot tempered.

I'm goin' insane, startin' the hurricane, releasin' pain.
Lettin' you know that you can't gain,
I maintain unless ya say my name.
Rippin', killin'.
Diggin' and drillin' a hole.
Pass your soul!

The final questions are shouted with all the reporters' might, and seem to confine themself to only one subject.

Any message to the other Blitzers of DLE?

The very first time during the press conference an ambiguous smile occurs on Winston's face while he repetitively answers this one question.

I'm gonna knock you out!
FRSHMN said knock you out!

I'm gonna knock you out!
FRSHMN said knock you out!

I'm gonna knock you out!
FRSHMN said knock you out!

I'm gonna knock you out!
FRSHMN said knock you out!