Goal of the Dead Page #5

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your minds elsewhere.

If only you knew!

Alright, ladies? How's it going?

Nice tights.

What do you want?

Nice to see you, too.

I thought I'd visit the

provinces, see how it's going,

see why you struggle so much.

Just kidding.

How are the joints?

I love old guy.

I've got some big news

that I'd like to tell

the guy concerned.

See this pretty face? It's

worth 35 million euros!

- You spoke to London?

- I sure did.

You're London's new striker.

Guys, I told you so!

London, guys, I knew it!

Thanks, Marco!

My pleasure, you deserve it.

Manu,

you'll stay next season.

I tried hard with the Krauts,

they wanted Castellari.

Is that it? Are you done?

Now get out, Zombroni. Don't

upset them before the game.

Cool it, tiger. You're

not playing Madrid.

Guys, let's put on a

good show tonight.

Idriss, up front, a team game.

What?

Hold on, you're not

playing the kid?

For now, he's still ours.

Isn't the contract signed yet?

Sure! Well, as good as.

You just have to do a

physical for the insurance.

Sam, you're captain,

show some enthusiasm.

Yes.

Go easy on the kid, OK?

He'll play and sweat,

like the others.

You're a regular General Patton!

Very impressive.

You should thank me.

With that transfer free, the

club could buy 3 more Koreans.

And maybe a new coach, cos

you've really let them down.

Get out of here now.

What a fun bunch.

Hurry along, there's

not many seats left.

The Lagrippe Stadium hasn't

been so full for a long time.

Tonight, all Caplongue is here.

Now weddings, funerals

or christenings

were held today, because

Caplongue has priorities.

And today in Caplongue,

soccer is king again!

You got the tickets 6 months

ago, and I'm in row B.

It's crap. You see much

better from up there.

Concentrate, guys!

Play me for 5 minutes,

just for show.

No, you play as long as

I say, we have to win.

And Idriss, pass

the ball to Sam.

No, coach, whenever I

do, he's always late.

It's his town, he's captain,

make him look good.

Lets hear it fo Caplongue!

Azincourt, #2, is captain.

But Jean Belvaux, #10,

is nowhere to be seen.

And now Paris come

onto the pitch.

The captain's armband is worn

by Samuel Lorit, a local boy,

give him a big hand!

Let's go!

Paris, one from

bottom of League 1,

have come to challenge

Caplongue on their home turf.

Get lost, those are our seats.

Take it easy!

Don't let us down with this.

Yeah, I mean no. I don't

feel great about this.

Honestly, I don't feel

right, I feel sick.

Michel.

The guy will come out of his booth.

As usual.

The cassette player's

on the right.

You go in, insert the cassete,

then press play when we

throw the flares. OK?

You've gotta do it.

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