SCORING FOR FUN
Carol and Bev go clubbing
The Red Passion Soap Opera
by Jackie Beedle
Welcome to the land of make-believe...
The cast: Bev, Carol, Gareth, Mark
Remember where we left off last time? The girls were about to make their move:-
B: Right, take a deep breath, here goes.....
C: Hello lads, now dont tell me, where have we seen you before, was it in that Calvin Klein underwear ad?
B: No, Im sure it was on TOTP, arent you in that boy- band OTT?
G: Yeah, something like that!
M: Well, if that is your best chat-up lines girls, youve got a hard job on your hands!
G: Fancy a drink then?
C: Yes, if youre buying, well have two rum and cokes please.
B: My names Bev and this is Carol, what do they call you then?
G: Im Gaz, and this is a good mate of mine, Macca, and its his round!
M: Its always my round!
B: We know our chat-up lines are a bit corny, but then you have to be dont you - we know youre not from a band, youre footballers arent you?
M: Thats right, for the mighty Reds, you didnt happen to see us in action today did you?
C: Sorry, no I was washing my hair! But my dad did though, he is such a big fan. He hasnt missed a game since 1979 - he even went on the day I was born, my mum wasnt too happy about that.
G: Woah, Im impressed, we could do with more fans like your dad.
B: No, but he does go on about it bit too much for me - its his only topic of conversation sometimes!
C: Bless him, but youve got to have a hobby havent you?
M: Hobby! Football should be your number one, your top priority! You've got to be dedicated if you want to reach the top.
C: Oh no, not another one!
G: Ignore him, hes a bit carried away at the moment, he nearly scored today, a bit of a novelty for old Macca here!!
B: Anyway, what are you lot doing down here, you dont usually get many "famous" people in this part of town!
G: Were out celebrating, we won this afternoon, plus its Deanos birthday tomorrow and hes getting on a bit now.
B: So, are you going to get down and boogie then?
M: Course we are, but not just at the moment, a few more drinks first.
G: Youd better watch out once our Macca gets going. He's got dancing feet - his right one's particularly good. Youve seen John Travolta, this guy taught Travolta everything he knows!!
C: Maybe you could show us a thing or two on the dance floor!
M: Im OK at dancing, but they all take the mick. Theyre just jealous cos theyve got no rhythm! Gaz dances like he plays football - he keeps running into brick walls!
B: Good on you, if you love it, go for it, thats my motto! Come on!!
C: Shes such a tart!
G: No, shes got the right idea, but honestly, youll wet yourselves when you see him in action!!
M: Right, watch this - come on Bev, lets boogie!
C: Hes mad, him. Dont you dance then?
G: Na, I'm always worried about showing myself up. I just like to stand in the middle of the disco and just watch everything go on around me.
C: You mean youre scared?
G: Did I say that? I just dont like looking like a divvy, when people know who you are you have to be careful you know, Ive got my reputation to think of!
C: Ooohh, get you! At least Macca knows how to have a good time and let his hair down a bit. I wish he'd grow it a bit though...
G: Here they are, Fred and Ginger! Have a good time?
B: Yeah, hes a good little mover!
M: Youre just jealous Gaz, youre getting too old for this. You're past it mate - you had so much potential. You could have danced for Wales, but you just didn't do it. The story of your life!
G: Careful girls, you know youve got competition for another dance with Macca - hes got a bloke after him!
B: What do you mean, someone here?
M: Ignore him, he thinks hes being Mr Funnyguy.
C: Ive noticed that.
G: Tell them about George then. George was showing quite a bit of interest in him at one time!
M: Leave it Gaz, its not a bloke after me in that way, it was some football manager in Yorkshire. He lives in a dreamworld sometimes does Gaz. He's just jealous that no blokes are after him - no Premier League blokes anyway!
C: So, where is the birthday boy tonight then, just to change the subject...
M: Hes over there look, at the bar. Weve been ribbing him all day about his age, he is getting a bit paranoid now!
G: We told him they didnt allow pensioners in nightclubs and that sort of stuff. He didnt find it very amusing did he?
M: No, this afternoon he was in a right strop, but we went for a curry earlier and he cheered up a bit then.
C: He looks fine now.
B: Does he dance, or is he another boring wallflower?
G: Hell be dancing soon enough. And I'll tell you a secret as well. He moves faster in his disco shoes than he ever does in his scoccer boots. Not the quickest, our Deano, and he's got a real Brummy accent. I wouldn't say he's slow to his face though - his bigger than me - a lot bigger! But it's his birthday, so he'll be up soon.
B: Cant wait to see that - shall we go over and have a chat?
C: Yeah, come on. We could offer him a birthday kiss! An offer he cant refuse!
M: Come on then, Ill introduce you.... Deano how you doing mate? Id like you to meet two new friends of ours, Bev and Carol. Theyd like to wish you a happy birthday!
B: Hiya, Im Bev. I like your hair - did you once have highlights.
C: And I'm Carol, we hear its your birthday tomorrow and weve come to give you an early birthday kiss!
D: Really?!?! Maybe later girls, remember its not my birthday just yet! Hey Gaz, these girls, I've never been so popular! It's a good job they don't watch us play - they wouldn't be swarming round me if they knew what most fans think of me. The last time I was this popular was a couple of years ago, you know, not since that bust-up with Tone over there, remember at Shrewsbury? The fans at the Meadow loved me for that. I was a hero. But since then, I seem to have become Mr Unpopular. The fans seem to have a thing against me.
B: What did I just hear Dean? Nobody loves you? Nobody loves you? I can't believe that. We'll make you feel loved...
What will happen next? Will the girls befriend the lonely Deano? Will they get to give him a big, sloppy birthday kiss, or will they have to make do with yet another drink? Find out in the next thrilling instalment of SFF.....