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1. Voice Over
Sam King
That’s me… not the real me the working me. I’m like this Monday to Friday
slaving away at this computer, I hate it.
When Saturday comes I’m a completely different human being. I’m constantly
waiting and waiting about in this office for Saturday 3pm. It’s hell.
The nothing like it, the buzz you get when you’re walking to the match with your
mates. Not knowing what or who you going to run in to. Most people look down
on what we do and call use animals. They just don’t get it.
In that moment its us vs them, our town vs theirs nothing else matters in the
world all you problems and stresses are forgotten about just for that few hours.
You feel untouchable even if just 4 or 5 of you walking though an alley of a
council estate.
Right this is my lads.
First we have Macca not smartest tool in the shed but he’s a hell of a fighter and
not afraid of anyone.
Next we have Dodger my right hand man and the hardest kid I know.
Then we have Mickey small, nasty little bastard and absolutely mental, off his
head. Someone you don’t what to be near when he’s angry.
Finally we have me, Danny. Leader of this crazy gang .
Together there is no bond stronger and the unity is unrivaled. You never get a
better high.
Buts that’s Saturday and this is now. On Friday the clock always go that little but
slower but I can here Saturday calling me. Its nearly time the adrenaline starts to
pumping. I’m ready.
I great man once said, “Some people think football is a matter of life and death. I
assure you its much more important than that.”