*The lads are gathered for their F.A Cup clash against Brighton*
MON: OK lads I know we've had an exciting week getting to Wembley but...
Collins: Whoooooooo!!! Yeah!! Wembleeeeeeeeee!
MON: Calm James.
Collins: Wembley!
MON: James!
Collins: .... Wembley?
MON: Right, what was I saying? Ah yes, it's important that our minds aren't on Wembley, we must focus on Brighton.
Gabby: Bry .... Ton?
MON: Yes you know, 'The Seagulls'
A.Young: Is that when you .....
MON: No Ashley, No! Fabian, Nathan, Marc cover your ears.
*The three lads cover their ears*
MON: Ashley, we don't mention Stan Collymore in front of the kids.
*MON nods to the lads, they uncover their ears*
MON: Listen I know we don't know much about the Seagulls, but we mustn't underestimate them ....
*Gabby raises his hand*
MON: Gabriel?
Gabby: Because they'll nick our chips?
*Sidwell looks horrified*
MON: No, no Gabriel they're not actually seagulls.....
*Later ...... The lads are warming up on the pitch, the match is about to Kick-Off, Sidwell is sneering intensley at the Brighton forwards*
Sidwell: You're not having my chips!
Murray: ...Chips? What chips?
Sidwell: I know your game Seagull! You're dead! You hear me!? Dead!
Murrary: Dude, stop screaming, please, calm down.
*The match kicks off Murray is stretchered off, Sidwell is given a red card.*
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