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1、 Did you, Grandad? Tommy would say. Tell me what happened. Tommy never tired of listening, even thought hed heard it all before. It was great. Just the two of them. But on Saturdays, things were different. Tommy got really embarrassed by his grandad then. He hated the way Grandad would turn up at sc

2、hool football matches wearing his old team kit. Shirt, socks, boots. Worst of all, those awful, long white shorts. Yuk. Tommy hated seeing Grandads skinny, purple-veined legs sticking out. They looked horrible.Chapter 2 Cant you make him stop? Tommy asked his mum. She was folding up his goalie kit f

3、or that afternoons match. Tom, love, said his mum, you should be grateful hes not your dad. When I was your age, Grandad used to meet me and your Auntie Ruth out of school. Then hed make us dibble a football all the way home. A mile and a half of sheer torment. I still get wobbly legs just thinking

4、about it. I wouldnt mind that, said Tommy. It would be great. Can I dribble a football all the way home on Monday? But his mum wasnt listening. She was miles away. Ooooh, she shuddered. And there was this little squirt called Trevor Davies. He used to follow us, shouting out rude rhymes. What sort o

5、f rude rhymes? asked Tommy. I cant remember now. It was a long time ago. Something about droopy knickers, I think. What was rude about droopy knickers? he wondered. Then he said, Our new team coach is called Trevor Davies. Is he thin as a whippet? asked Mum. Yes! said Tommy. How did you know? And hi

6、s nephew Mike Davies is going to be our striker. Its not fair. Is Mike a good player? asked his mum. Tommy was torn for a split-second. But he wanted to be truthful, so he sighed and said, Yes. He is. Hes brilliant. Mr Davies says that one day soon , hes going to be spotted by a talent scout. Then o

7、ne of the big clubs will whisk him away. An idea struck him. If Grandad was playing football now, do you think hed be famous? Maybe, said Tommys mum. But right now youve a match to play. So heros your stuff. Dont forget to put your muddy boots in the plastic bag. Oh, and its raining, so Ill drop you

8、 off at school. Grandad will be at the match. Hell bring you home afterwards. All right? Blazing bananas, thought Tommy. No it wasnt. But Grandad loved to see him play. By the time they got the school, the rain had turned to a fine drizzle. Do you think theyll cancel the game? asked Tommys mum. No c

9、hance, said Tommy. Mr Davies said that even snow wouldnt stop it. Its a dead important match. Forest Hill Juniors hammered us last time. Eight-nil. It was terrible. We cant lose this one or well be out of the League Cup. Oh, right. THAT important, said his mum, ruffling his hair. She was about to gi

10、ve him a kiss, but he managed to embarrassment anyway. But, oh no! There was Grandad jogging towards them. He had a football under one arm. All right our Tom? he said. Get changed and well have a warm up. Grandad,growled Tommy,trying to look fierce.Everyones looking. Take no notice , said Grandad. H

11、e was touching his toes, wiggling his shouldes, doing side bends. After all,he went on. Not many lads have a grandad who nealy played for England. And dont forget that bit of advice I gave you. All good goalies watch the strikers eyes. Where a players looking, is where hes kicking. OK?Tommy sighed.

12、Yes,Gandad. Then he sloped off to join the rest of the team. As he got closer, he could see Mike laughing and pointing at him. Your grandad hoping to join the team? sneered Mike. Tommy scowled. You leave my grandad alone. He used to be a brilliant player. Oh, yeah? snorted Mike. Whod he play for the

13、n? Tyannosauus Rovers.or was it Diplodocus Hotspurs? I suppose you think thats funny? hissed Tommy. We do lads, dont we? said Mike. He turned to Tommys team mates. Some of them sniggered. Now then. Stop that,said Mr Davies stepping in quickly to calm things down. But he couldnt help smiking to himse

14、lf. Tyrannosaurus Rovers? Ho,ho,ho. Billiant. Tommy glared at Mike and Mr Davies. He flet all hot and and angry. Then he emembered what his mum had sai about Mr Davies. A little squirt with eyes like fried eggs. That made Tommy feel better. Anyway, by then the ref had come onto the pitch. He called the team captains together. They tossed a coin to see whos kick off. Forest Hill won. They decided to kick into the wind. Tommy took up his position in goal. He joggled on the s