Goal! Page #5

- Are you anywhere near Blakelaw?

- Why?

Gavin Harris is stuck on the estate

and needs a car. Desperate.

- I've already got a fare.

- He's first team. Man. Get there ASAP.

Gotta do a detour. Bonny lad.

Celebrity in peril.

You're that kid from LA?

You going to training as well?

- No. I have to get to the station.

- Why?

- I screwed up.

- Tell me about it on the way.

I don't know what

the gaffer will do if I'm late.

So you're Gavin Harris?

- Guilty.

- You're shite.

So I've heard.

Come on. Santi.

With all due respect. Gaffer. Mr Dornhelm.

The club will be making a big mistake

if they let this lad go.

I've played with him.

I've played against him.

I can see he's got it.

So can all of the other lads.

- I mean. Technically...

- What? He's better than you?

Well.

He's in that league.

What happened last night was he lost his

inhaler. He's got asthma. For God's sake.

Is this true?

Yes. Sir. But I tried to hide it.

Lying is a problem.

Asthma is not.

You can get shots.

Medication. Acupuncture.

Didn't your doctor back home

explain this to you?

I don't have a doctor.

All I got is a free clinic in LA.

- People keep pleading your case. Munez.

- All I wanna do is prove them right. Sir.

If you give me the chance.

- You think you deserve it?

- I know I do.

Good.

See the doc.

Tell him about your condition.

Then report for training. All right?

Thank you.

Gavin.

This is a decent thing you did.

Yeah. I do what I can.

Now explain why are you

dressed for discotheque

and 47 minutes late for training?

Reserve Game

Newcastle United V Queens Park Rangers

- Come on.

- You like him?

Yeah.

Go on.

- Stand up. Santi.

- Away you go. Fellas. Away.

Yes. Please.

Yeah.

- Bloody late.

- Got there as quick as I could.

Hughie. Hughie.

Yes. Please. Fella.

No more of that.

That is naughty. OK?

- Away you go.

- He'll think twice about doing you again.

- Thought you didn't like me.

- My sister will be upset if you get hurt.

She thinks you look like Antonio Banderas.

Hey. If you shag her. I'll kill you.

Reserve Game

Newcastle United V Middlesbrough

- Be careful.

- OK. I can't see a thing.

OK. You're almost there. Little step.

Little step down. Right.

Oh. My God. It's amazing.

- Can you believe this?

- No.

A month ago. I said goodbye to the city.

Goodbye to you.

And now I've got a contract.

- And this little apartment.

- How can you afford it. Though?

Gavino.

Say hello to my friend.

Hello.

I didn't say you could bring women here.

Oh. I'm sorry. Shall I go?

- I'm just kidding. Man. Ciao. Bella.

- How's it going?

Oh. Make yourselves at home.

There's finger stuff in the fridge.

Oh. Takeaway pizzas and ladies knickers?

Not hard to figure out his lifestyle. Is it?

He's all right.

He saved my ass. Remember?

- Got a bit of a rep is what I've heard.

- For professionals. Football is our life.

- Good to see you.

- How are you tonight?

Gavin. You all right?

Colin. It's a very good offer.

But just forget about it.

I'll tell you.

'Cause the chairman is a tosser.

The manager knows and says nothing.

Which makes him a bigger tosser.

The players know it.

Yeah. It's all clans and cliques

in the dressing room. Innit. Luv?

- Yeah. Gav.

- Little bit on your nose. Mate.

Listen. What's cool and hangs up?

All right. Mate.

- All right. Baz.

- Look at you. Crispy. Mate. How are you?

- Say hello to Santi.

- Heard it's going good. Mate.

Notched a pair for the reserves Saturday.

- Hello.

- Hi. How are you doing?

So. Santi. You got your contract sorted

to the end of the season?

Do you mind if I ask actually

who handled that for you?

- Glen.

- Glen Foy?

- Works in a garage. Bruv.

- Well. It's not actually...

Don't get me wrong. He's a lovely fella.

He used to be an absolute cracking player.

But what does he know

about marketability?

What does he know about endorsements?

You make the first team.

Santi. Next season...

I'll get you a Gap ad.

Crunch.

Hey. Pet. Do you fancy a dance?

Watch out. He's a salsa man.

No. Thank you. Sorry.

Hello.

Santiago? Hey. Bro.

What's going on?

No way.

Papa. It's Santiago.

He wants to talk to you.

Tell him I'm not here.

He can't talk right now. OK?

No problem. Man.

Ey-up. Lads.

Take them up the back pitch. Andy.

Give 'em a stretch.

Kicked me out. Bin-bagged.

- I've got my eye on you. Hughie.

- See you in the showers. Bobby.

- What's up?

- What's up? I just saw the reserve list.

I'm not on the team.

I didn't even make the bench.

I don't get it.

I play where you tell me to play.

I play how you tell me to play.

I didn't drop you. Son.

You're not at my disposal.

- What are you talking about?

- You're playing with that lot.

In London on Saturday.

Santiago.

What are you waiting for?

Come on.

OK. Guys. Let's get to work.

Come on.

Newcastle scraped through

with a win over Chelsea.

But it won't be enough in itself.

Liverpool are breathing down their necks.

And to make it worse. There is a makeshift

look to the Newcastle United line-up today

with all their injury problems. And one

of their substitutes. Santiago Munez.

- Is an unknown quantity.

- He is.

Apparently he was discovered

playing in Los Angeles

by Glen Foy. The ex-Newcastle midfielder.

He's been turning some heads

with his performances in the reserves.

But this is a much. Much higher level.

I just wonder how he will cope

if he does get the nod at some point today.

- What have I missed?

- Not a lot.

- How are you feeling?

- I'll feel better if we get three points.

- He's useless. He's useless.

- Howay. Man. Give him a break.

- Get in there.

- Put a challenge in. Man.

Did you see that?

Come on. Ref.

Munez.

Munez. You're going on.

A bold move.

But in the circumstances.

I don't think he's got much other choice.

And it is now quite a day

for this young man.

This is a chance to show your worth.

Give me your jacket.

Show them what you've got. Son.

Come on.

Who the hell is this?

That's my son.

That's my boy. Santiago.

I'm his father.

If he scores. Like. I'll buy you a pint.

Come on. Son. Sit at the bar.

Come on.

Substitution for Newcastle United.

Coming off. Number 13. Carl Francis.

Being replaced by number 26.

Santiago Munez.

Go on. Yes.

What a great run by Munez.

Brought down. Penalty.

Come on. Boys.

Penalty. Boys. Penalty.

- Down. You.

- I can't watch it if that playboy's taking it.

Just calm it down. All right?

I hate this stuff.

- I'll buy you that pint now. Son.

- It's a little early.

Not in Newcastle. It's not.

Howay. The lads.

Only seconds to go and if it ends like this.

It will be a happy journey back to

the Northeast for the Newcastle players.

- Right. You should lie down. You.

- Aye.

Salsa man.

Munez.

Ah. Beautiful. I know.

Beautiful stuff.

What did you notice

when you won that penalty?

Uh. I noticed... the goal?

You should have noticed two players

in a better position than you.

You don't pass.

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