Hercs in The Dressing Room Post Rapid Vienna
*we join the lads dejected after their Europa League exit, Gabby enters with a beaming smile hobbling on crutches*
Gabby: 'We're all going on a european tour!' Whoooooooo!
*The lads all look at each other sheepishly*
Gabby: Why so glum lads? We're through to Europe, did you see my goal? Ashley was all like 'wheeeeee!' and I was all like 'Pow! Oh yeah Gabby's back baby!'
*the lads remain silent*
Collins: Did you not see the rest of the match Gabby?
Gabby: No ... I was in physio, we did go through, right Habib?
*Beye looks down at the floor and away from Gabby.*
Gabby: Curtis? Tell me we went through ...
*Davies looks up and away from Gabby, a tear rolls down his cheek*
Gabby: You didn't fluff it did you lads?
MacDonald: Look Gabriel, we um, won't be going on a European tour.
MacDonald: I can um ... Take you to France on the ferry if you'd like?
MacDonald: Euro Disney?
Gabby: Look boss you're not going to fob me off with .... Would Alladdin be there?
MacDonald: I guess he would be.
Gabby: OK ... I suppose.
MacDonald: Besides lads we didn't want to go to europe anyway. We've got a small squad. There are too many fixtures. We're concentrating on the league.
A.Young: Boss you're just reading from 'Villa Managing for Dummies'
MacDonald: No I'm not.
A.Young: It's right there. In your hands!
*Macdonald puts down the book and produces a large bag of sweets.*
MacDonald: Um .... Sweeties anyone?
A.Young: That might work with the under 18s and reserves but it's not going to .... Ooh Wham bar.