Season One - Finding their Feet
Young, dashing Tronje is the reason the Haagen Dashers exist. The nephew of Jochen Haagen and heir apparent to his uncle's mercantile empire, Tronje always fancied himself a nobleman by all but blood. When he applied to join the Bogenhafen Barons and was rejected, he mooted the idea of drumming up his own team from among Bogenhafen's council members.

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Season Two - the Jipperson Manifold Incident, part 2
"So how did Being Jip help you against the Chaos Dwarves?", team owner Tronje asked while tying his turnshoes.
"Hey, you still managed to draw without me, right?", Jip quipped. But Tronje hadn't waited for an answer, already dashing through a parkour of plywood cutouts to improve his dodging. Coach Bron joined Jip and watched the rich MVP's training with interest. "To think", coach started, "He could have worked on his speed instead... Now, tell me, uh, Jip. Every time we blocked the OTHER team's Jip, we drew nothing but skulls. You, on the other hand, got punched out first chance you got and then STAYED in the K.O. corner for the rest of the match. Why can't you be a bit more like the other one?"
"Uh... you mean like a hobgoblin?"
"If it takes you wearing a silly hat for us to win", Bron glowered, "I would have swapped your helmet for a fruit basket already!"

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Season Two - the Jipperson Manifold Incident, part 7
"Did we just win?" Tronje asked, dumbfounded.
"Against Nurgle as well?", Coach sneezed.
"It appears that way", Tronje coughed. His own performance wasn't too outstanding, he had to admit to himself, but the audience still voted him MVP. Already, folks dubbed him the "Little Griff".
"Aint no wonder though", Jip-Toki interjected, fresh from the outhouse where he had spent the better part of two hours expressing himself. "We gots our Jip on the field, but theres wuz missin, innit?"