Date: 19th August 2010 at 10:05am
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*We join the lads gearing up for their Europa League clash with Rapid Vienna*

MacDonald: OK lads, settle down now. We’re going to need to be at our best to take on SK Rapid Wien.

Heskey: SK Rapid Wien? I thought it was Rapid Vienna?

MacDonald: That’s the english name Emile, I like to think it’s more respectful to aknowledge them by their true name, Rapid Wien.

*Clark and Albrighton giggle to themselves*

MacDonald: You two! Have you got something funny you want to share with the rest of the dressing room?

Albrighton & Clark: No boss.

*Clark raises his hand*

MacDonald: Ciaran?

Clark: Actually boss, are these Wieners going to be hard?

MacDonald: Yes, they’re very solid.

*Clark and Albrighton snicker*

Albrighton: The Wieners, will they all be in Ciaran’s face boss?

MacDonald: They seem very combatative, yes I can imagine that will be the case.

Clark: So these Wieners …. Will they be coming at Marc from behind.

MacDonald: Well, they’re very industrious, I can imagine they’ll be flying at him from all angles.

*Clark and Albrighton chuckle*

Albrighton: Ciaran’s wondering, will they be big, the Wieners, he’d like them to be big.

MacDonald: Relish the physical challenge do you Ciaran? I’m afraid they’re quite small on average but they make up for the lack of size with their movement.

*The dressing room erupts with laughter*

MacDonald: What’s this laughing about!? It’s no joke! They’ll be really trying to get into you out there!

*The laughter in the dressing room increases with volume*

Albrighton: Stop boss, I’m crying!

Clark: I can’t breathe!