@VillasHerc in the Dressing Room Before Baggies

*We join the lads preparing for the match against the Baggies*

McLeish: Well lads, it's a derby and you know what they say about a derby?

Gabby: That we beat you 5-1?

*the dressing room erupts with laughter*

McLeish: No Gabriel! They say that tha form book goes out tha window.

*the lads all celebrate.*

McLeish: Emile..... Emile!!

*Heskey stops pelvic thrusting in celebration.*

Heskey: Yes boss?

McLeish: You ready to end yer drought big man?

Heskey: Yes boss, I've been getting closer and closer in training.

McLeish: ...But still missing?

Heskey: Yes boss.

McLeish: Wait..... Do ye mean your shots are getting closer or you've been physically moving closer to the goal to take them?

Heskey: Physically closer.

*McLeish sighs as Bent parts the shopping bags sat in front of him and pushes himself painfully to his feet*

Bent: Boss, let me play. Emile can't score, I watched him try to walk the ball into an open net and a seagull attacked him, then flew off with it.

*the dressing room erupts with laughter*

Heskey: What? It was massive! More like a pteradactyl!

*the dressing room erupts with laughter again. Bent is gesturing the size of a normal seagull with his hands*

Heskey: It was!

Grant: I reckon Dunne's fit Eck.

McLeish: He's a wee bit rotund for me Pete but each to their own.

Grant: I meant fit to play.

McLeish: Right, great stuff...

Grant: ....with those big blue eyes, that irish lilt....

McLeish: Alright! Alright!

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