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一‘Drinkyourtea’

RayMartin,thenewbossofSmalltownFootballClub,wasveryhappy.Itwasalmosthalf-timeandhisteamwerewinning1-0.

Rayraceddowntothechangingroomtotalktotheteam.Elevencupsofteawerewaitingfortheplayers.

Theteamjoggedin,lookingtiredbuthappy.

‘Welldone,lads,’smiledRay.‘Youmustbethirsty.Drinkyourteawhileit`shot.’

‘Inaminute,boss,’saidStevethecaptain.

ThenRaynoticedoneplayerafteranothertakingtheircupsofteaintotheshowerroom.Whentheycamebackthecupswereempty.

‘That`sfunny,’thoughtRay.‘Drinkingteaintheshower.’

Stevethecaptainpickeduphiscup.Rayfollowedhim.IntheshowerroomStevewaspouringhisteadownthesink.

‘What`sgoingon?’saidRay.

Steveleapedintheairanddroppedhiscup.Thesoundofthesmashingcupbroughttheotherplayersrunning.

‘Itwashisfault,’sobbedSteve.‘Hemademejump.’

‘Whatshallwedo?’moanedNickthegoalkeeper.

‘Maybewecanglueit,’saidSteve.

‘Willsomebodytellmewhat`sgoingon?’saidRay.‘Whyareyouall

tippingyourteadownthesink?’

Nobodyspoke.

‘Well?’

‘Becauseit`snotverynice.’

‘Whyallthefussaboutabrokencup?’

‘Hilda,’whisperedsomebody.

‘WhoisthisHilda?’

‘Shemakesthetea,’hissedNick.

‘ThenIshallgoandtellherthattheteaisnotverynice.’

‘Ssh,’hissedtheteam.‘Shewillhearyou.’

‘Shecertainlywillhearme,’saidRay.

‘Ohdear,’saidNick.

‘Fancy,’saidRay.‘Abunchofmen,scaredofalittleoldtealady.’

‘Er,’saidoneplayer.‘She`snotlittle.’

‘She`snotthatold,’saidanother.

‘Andwe`renotscaredofher,’saidSteve.‘We`reterrified.’

‘That`senough,’saidRay.‘WherewillIfindthisHilda?’

‘Attheteastand,’saidNick.

Raystrodetowardsthedoor.

‘Goodluck,’saidsomeone.

二RaymeetsHilda

Theteastandwasanoldcaravan.Rayjoinedaquietqueueoffans.

‘I’dlikeonecupofteaplease,withadashofmilkandnosugar,’saidabigman.

‘You’llgetithowImakeitandyou’lllikeit,’boomedavoicefrominsidethecaravan.

Thenextmaninthequeuealreadyhadacupoftea.‘Excuseme,’hesaidpolitely.

‘Yes,’boomedthevoice.

‘I’msorrytobotheryou,’continuedtheman.’Butthisteaisnotverynice.’

‘Whatdidyousay?’

Thecaravanbegantotremble.Thecaravanrockedandshook.Therewasagreatbangandthedoorflewoffitshinges.

ThereintheholewherethedoorhadbeenstoodHilda.Sheworeagreenskirt,anapron,redbootsandajumperthatsaid,‘SmalltownF.C.’

‘Hilda,’gaspedRay.

Hildasteppeddownfromthecaravan,rollinguphersleeves.;Shestrodeovertotheman.

‘DoyouknowwhatIdowithgreatmoaningminnieswhocomecomplainingaboutmytea?’

‘I-Idon’tknow,’stammeredtheman.‘Idothis,’saidHilda.

Hildagrabbedthemanandthrewhimoverhershoulder.Shemarcheddown

towardsthepitch.

‘Help!’criedtheman.Hildastrodeintothegoalarea.

Sheliftedthemanoverherheadandsathimonthecrossbar.‘Getmedown,’yelledtheman.Hildamarchedbacktoherteastand.

‘Whatareyoulookingat?’shesaidtoonesupporter.‘Nothing.’

‘Isthatcupontheflooryours?’‘I-er.’

‘Putitinthebin.’

Hildaclimbedbackintothecaravan.

‘Right,’saidHilda.‘Anymorecomplaints?’

‘IthinkI’lltalktoHildaafterthegame,’saidRaytohimself.Agroupoffanshelpedthemandownfromthegoalpost.

‘Excuseme,’Rayaskedthem.‘Butiftheteaissohorrible,Whydoyoubuyit?’

Oneofthefanslookeduptowardstheteastand.‘It’sOK,’hesaid.‘She’slookingtheotherway.’

‘Ifyoudon’tbuyacupoftea,’whisperedanother,‘Shecomesoutandmakesyoudrinktwocups.’

‘So,’saidanother,‘it’ssafertobuyacupandtipitaway.’

Raylookedaround.Allovertheterraceswerepuddlesoftea.‘She’llhavetogo,’saidRaytohimself.

Raywalkedbacktothechangingroom.Theplayershadjustlefttostartthesecondhalf.Insteadofwatchingthegame,Raypacedupanddown.

Thegameendedina3-1winforSmalltownF.C.Astheplayerstrottedintothechangingroom,Raypattedthemontheback.

‘Right,’hesaidbravely.‘I’mofftoseeHilda.’

Theplayerscrowdedintotheshowerroom.Nick,thegoalkeeper,climbeduponSteve’sshoulders.Helookedoutofthewindow.

‘What’sgoingon？’askedtheothers.‘He’sreachedtheteastand.’‘Yes.’

‘He’stalkingtoHilda.Ohno!He’sonhiswayback.’

Theplayersracedoutoftheshowerroom,leavingNickhangingontothewindowledge.

‘Oi,lads,’yelledNick.‘Getmedown!’

Thechangingroomdooropened.InstaggeredRay,withateaurnrammedonhishead.

‘Youtoldher,then,’saidSteve,ashepulledtheurnoff.

ThechangingroomdoorflewopenandHildamarchedin.‘Wheredoyouthinkyouaregoingwithmyteaurn?’

Justthentherewasaterrificcrashfromtheshowerroom.

Everybodyracedintotheshowerroom.Nickwaslyingonthefloor.

‘Ifell,’hemoaned.‘Mylegreallyhurts.’

‘Hewon’tbeabletoplaynextweek,’saidStevesadly.‘That’sthecupgameagainstCity,’saidHilda.

‘ThatisallIneed,’groanedRay.‘Agoalkeeperwhocan’tmakesavesandatealadywhocan’tmaketea.’

‘Whatdidyousay?’roaredHilda.Thechangingroomfellsilent.‘I…’beganRay.

Suddenly,Hildagaveagreatsob.

‘DoyouthinkIdon’tknowwhatgoeson?’shesighed.‘I’veseenpeopletippingtheirteaaway.I’vetriedsohardtomakeanicecupoftea.ButIjustcan’t.Italwaysgoeswrong.’

ThenHildapulledherapronoverherheadandcried.TheplayershadneverseenHildacry.Itwasmorefrighteningthananyofhertempers.

Rayputhisarm

aroundHilda’sshoulder.

‘I’msorry,’hesaid.‘Ishouldneverhavesaidanythingaboutyourtea.’‘Butit’strue,’wailedHilda

‘WhatcanIdotomakeituptoyou?’askedRay.

Hildaslowlylettheapronfall.Alittlesmilecreptacrossherface.‘YoucouldletmeplayingoalonSaturday.’

‘Impossible,’saidRay.

‘Butthere’snooneelse,’saidSteve.‘I’llthinkaboutit.’saidRay.

‘Thinkaboutit,’sniffedHilda.‘IfIdon’t

playonSaturday,twothingswillhappen.One,WewillloseagainstCitybecausewehaven’tgotagoalkeeper.’

‘Andtheother?’

‘Ishallstuffyoubackinthatteaurnfornotlettingmeplay.’‘Gentlemen,’saidRay.‘MayIintroduceHilda,ournewgoalie.’

三AProperGoalkeeper

Thetwoteamsracedontothepitchtoagreatroarfromthecrowd.HildastrodetowardsthegoalattheCityfans’end.

Someoneinthecrowdyelled,‘That’snotapropergoalkeeper.It’sthetealady!’

SlowlyHildaturned.

‘Whosaidthat?’Shegrowled.

Thecrowdfellsilent.‘Iaskedwhospoke?’

Shepointedintothecrowd.‘Itwasyou.Comehere.’

Nervously,amanwearingalongCityscarfcametothefrontofthecrowd.‘Right,yousquirt,’snarledHilda.‘Yousithere,bythegoal,whereIcankeepaneyeonyou.AsfortherestofyouCityfans,youmaycheeryourteam,but

norudecommentsaboutme.Gotit?’

‘Yes,Hilda,’chantedtheCityfans.

Thegamebegan.Almostatonce,Citywereontheattack.Thecentreforwardbrokethroughandrushedtowardsthegoal.HewasabouttoshootwhenhesawHildarunningathim.

‘Yaar!’screamedHilda.

Theplayerwassoshockedthathekickedtheballoverthebarandintothecrowd.TheCityfansgroaned.

‘Ball,please,’snappedHilda.

Hildabootedtheballupthepitch.

Byhalf-timeneitherteamhadscored.

‘Wellplayed,everybody,’smiledRay.Ashewentroundtalkingtotheplayers,henoticedsomethingodd.

Everyonewashappilydrinkingtheirtea.

Thesecondhalfdraggedandnobodylookedlikescoring.

Hildalookedatherwatch.Itwasnearlytime.Sheturnedtothefansbehindher.

‘Whathappensifit’sadraw?’sheasked.

‘Youhavetoplayhalfanhour’sextratime,’shoutedsomeone.

‘Anotherhalfanhourofstandingaroundinthecold?’saidHilda.‘Blowthat.’

Shemarchedupthepitch.ACityplayerhadtheball.Hildachargedtowards

him.HewassosurprisedthathepassedtheballtoHildainsteadofhisownteam.

Hildasteamedupthepitch,yelling,‘Iwantthisgamefinished.Outofmyway.’

Andthatiswhatalltheplayersdid.Hildascored.

TherefereeblewthefinalwhistleandtheSmalltownteamcarriedHildaroundontheirshoulders.Theylethercollectthecup.

‘IfyouallloveHilda,clapyourhands,’chantedsomeoneinthecrowd.Thegroundshookwiththesoundofthefansclapping.

‘Listeningtothat,’shoutedSteve.‘Theyloveyou.’

‘You’reright,’sniffedHilda.‘Theydo.Nowlet’sfillthiscupwithtea.’

‘Hangon,’criedNick.Helimpedontothepitchpushingatrolley.Therewasaslightlydentedurnonthetrolley.Hepouredtheteaintothecup.Alltheplayerstookagreatgulpofdelicioustea.

‘Soitwasyouwhomadethetea,’saidSteve.

ThesimpleendtothisstorywouldbethatNickwentonmakingtheteaandHildaplayedingoal.ButassoonasNick’slegwasbetterhetoldRaythathewantedtoplayagain.

‘That’sgreat,’saidRay.‘WhataboutHilda?’saidNick.

‘Leavethattome.’saidRaywithasmile.

Hildawastryingtofixthedoorbackonthecaravan.‘Canyoustopforaminute?’saidRay.

Hildaputdownhertools.

‘I’dliketothankyouforplayingingoal,’hebegan.

‘ButNick’slegisbetterandyoudon’twantmeingoalanymore,’saidHilda.

‘Howdidyoukno