A Liverpool F.C scout returns from Bosnia raving about a new Teenage
superstar he's seen in the war torn country. The Manager is convinced
and is so desperate for no one else to snatch him up that he signs the boy
without looking at him for himself. The boy arrives in Liverpool for
Saturday's game, and is on the bench.
With ten minutes to go Owen gets injured and is stretchered off.
The Manager points to the new Bosnian boy: "This is your big chance, son.
Go out there and do the business for us".
The lad strips off his shell suit and takes to the pitch.
In those dying minutes he's a revelation, scoring a hat trick.
The Kop goes mad.
After the game The Manager gives the new boy a big hug in the changing room.
"Great performance son. Go and give your parents a ring at home. They'll be
so proud of you. You can use the phone in my office".
The lad goes into the boss's office and rings his mum. "Mum, I've just had
the best debut; I scored a hat trick!..........you don't sound very happy
though; why are you crying? Is everything okay?"
"No, son, today has been the worst yet. Your dad has been shot, they've
raped your sister, and the house has been burnt to the ground."
"God, mum, that's terrible; I'm really sorry"
"So you should be son. It was your idea for us to move to Liverpool."
superstar he's seen in the war torn country. The Manager is convinced
and is so desperate for no one else to snatch him up that he signs the boy
without looking at him for himself. The boy arrives in Liverpool for
Saturday's game, and is on the bench.
With ten minutes to go Owen gets injured and is stretchered off.
The Manager points to the new Bosnian boy: "This is your big chance, son.
Go out there and do the business for us".
The lad strips off his shell suit and takes to the pitch.
In those dying minutes he's a revelation, scoring a hat trick.
The Kop goes mad.
After the game The Manager gives the new boy a big hug in the changing room.
"Great performance son. Go and give your parents a ring at home. They'll be
so proud of you. You can use the phone in my office".
The lad goes into the boss's office and rings his mum. "Mum, I've just had
the best debut; I scored a hat trick!..........you don't sound very happy
though; why are you crying? Is everything okay?"
"No, son, today has been the worst yet. Your dad has been shot, they've
raped your sister, and the house has been burnt to the ground."
"God, mum, that's terrible; I'm really sorry"
"So you should be son. It was your idea for us to move to Liverpool."