*We join the lads gearing up for their match against Spurs, as they await Lambert’s arrival Delph is on the phone*
Delph:…I will look for you, I will find you and I WILL kill you….
Lambert: Fabian!
Delph: (quickly hanging up) Oh… Boss… I didn’t hear you come in…
Lambert: Have you hidden a phone on loudspeaker in the opposition’s dressing room again Fabian?
Delph: (guiltily) …..No……
*Yelling can be heard down the hall*
Bale: Man screw this! Real Madrid want me, I’m not dying tonight, not for you suckers …. Viva Mexico!
*The sound of a Gareth Bale sized body hurling itself out through a window can be heard as we return to Lambert who is looking at Delph with an eyebrow raised*
Delph: What? Anyone could have threatened him….. Anyone.
Bent: Look boss I want to talk about my future.
Lambert: You’re going to get caught offside.
*The dressing room erupts with laughter*
Bent: What!? You know what I meant, my future here!
Lambert: Well Darren I don’t have a crystal ball.
Ireland: Are ya going to buy one with yer £2 million compo dere bass?
Lambert: Stephen, everyone, those rumours are unfounded and ridiculous.
*Lambert’s phone rings he answers*
Lambert: Hello…. Yes……What do you mean the Lamborghini and Ferrari are available for pick up!? I told you to wait until….. *Lambert looks sheepishly around at the players*….Um…. I mean …I’ll speak to you later … um… mum….. Love you.
*The lads all eye Lambert speculatively*
Lambert: ……What?
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