As the lads returned to school after the fire, it was time for some serious lessons again. Mr. Benitez had decided that people were slacking off too much.
Benitez: "People are slacking off too much."
So it was time for serious hard work today. The lessons would be 'local history', 'english', 'woodwork', 'art' and 'games'. With the school's city rivals the next exam it was vitally important that the lads were razor sharp this upcoming week. There was no room for error.
Benitez: "OK class we're going to start with Local History because it's important you know just how important it is for the city. So what do we know about Everton's school?"
Alonso: "They are commonly known as the Bitters."
Benitez: "Good, good. Anything else?"
Gerrard: "They are a small club."
Benitez: "Spot on Steven. Still looking for a few more things though."
Gerrard and Torres sat their high fiving each other while the rest of the class tried to figure out other facts about Everton.
Darby: "They're sh*t."
Benitez: "Can you elaborate Stephen?"
Hyypia: "I can sir. They're a bunch of bluenose, jealous cu*ts who are ran by a ginger tosser who thinks just because they get into the UEFA Cup they're a big club. They've also got an annoying Austrialian who tries to punch the corner flag but typical of that shower of sh*t he misses. As well they might as well be call United's retirment home with the yank, the ugly c**t's ugly brother and now the never fit Saha."
Benitez: "Gold star for you Sami. That was a fantastic answer."
Carragher: "He hasn't finished yet."
Hyypia: "Too right I haven't finished lad. Their chairman only comes out when things are going well. They haven't won a F***ing thing during my time here and this is my 10th year. They're not even going to be part of my city for much longer, thank god. I wouldn't even share a bus with them, never mind a city. F**k off Bitters. You're nothing but a small club anyway."
Benitez: "Now that's what I call passion. I hope you're all taking notes here and play with that kind of passion on Saturday. Now to finish the lesson off we're going to have a quiz.
This announcement was met by a lot of moans and groans, especially from Ryan Babel.
Benitez: "Question one; which player scored in both the 86 and 89 FA Cup finals?"
Carragher: "Ian Rush"
Benitez: "Correct. Question two; who won the match for Liverpool last season?"
Reina: "Mark Clattenburg."
Benitez: "Wrong."
Carragher: "It was Curley Kuyt."
Benitez: "Correct. Question three, name ten players who've played for both clubs."
Carragher: "Barmby, Xavier, McMahon, Beardsley, Harper, Irvine, Sheedy, Balmer, Hickson and David Johnson."
Benitez: "Correct. Question four, who sniffed the line when he scored a penalty?"
Carragher: "Robbie Fowler"
Benitez: "Final question, can somebody other than Carragher, tell me what's going to happen this Saturday?"
Hyypia: "We're gonna tw*t them."
Benitez: "Correct."
Mr Benitez sent the class of to their English lesson.
Benitez: "Right class I want somebody to read out the song on page 1 of your text books. Any volunteers?"
Benayon: "I will sir."
Spearing: "What a surprise."
Benitez: "Go ahead Yossi, and Spearing you would be on dentention but with Saturday's game coming up, nobody is on detention today or tomorrow."
Benayoun: "When you walk through a storm hold your head...
Benitez: "OK Alonso now you."
Alonso: "And don't be afraid of the dark cos at the end of the storm...
Benitez: "Skrtel."
Skrtel: "There's erm...a goal..den...sky and a erm...sweat...sil...ver song...
Benitez: "El Zhar."
El Zhar: "Where are we up to?"
Carragher: "Silver song, keep up."
El Zhar: "Thanks. Sweet silver song of the lark. Walk on with hope in your heart...
Carragher: "Ang on ye've missed a bit out. Ye should be more careful with a song like this."
Benitez: "You can finish it then James."
Carragher cleared his throat and began to sing.
Carragher: "Walk on through the wind, walk on through the rain, though your dreams be tossed and blown. Walk on, walk on, with hope in your heart and you'll never walk alone.
Benitez: "Thank you James. Obviously a few of you need to concentrate a bit more and some of you need practice. Other than that it's been a very good lesson. Now come on get ready, it's time for woodwork."
The class packed up and headed for the tech block where they would do the woodwork lesson.
As the class waited outside conversations brokes out.
Spearing: "Tell us a joke Pep while we're waitin'."
Reina: "There's an Englishman, Scotsman and Irishman on the top of a mountain. The Englishman goes lets throw our watches to the bottom of the mountain and see if we can catch it. The other two agree. The Englishman throws his watch to the bottom of the moutain, sprints after it but isn't quick enough and his watch is in peices at the bottom. The Scotsman throws his watch to the bottom and sprints after he but he to is too late and his watch is smashed. Then the Irishman throws his watch to the bottom of the mountain, takes a slow stroll and is still able to catch his watch before it hits the ground. The Englishman and Scotsman are amazed at how the Irishman did it so they ask him, how were you able to catch your watch. The Irishman said it was simple, I put my watch back by three hours."
The crowd listening broke our roaring only to be interupted by Mr Benitez.
Benitez: "Come on lets get serious. By the end of this lesson I want everyone to have the undercoat of their wooden toy on at the very least.
Kuyt: "Mine iz da sh*t."
Reina: "Well it's sh*t alright."
Agger: "Another class one liner."
Arbeloa: "One flesh, one breath, one life, one blood."
Agger: "Do you have to sing so much lad?"
Carraghe: "Wouldn't even bother with 'im Dan. He's an 'ead case."
Agger: "True."
Arbeloa: "This much is true. This much is true. I know this much is true."
Carragher: "Oh for fucks sake Al. Ye given' me ear ache."
As soon as Carragher finished speaking Yossi Benayoun was right beside Mr Benitez snitching on Carragher's foul language.
Benitez: "Yossi I appriciate your concern and I will keep it in mind but with the derby coming up so soon there will be no detention so leave it out."
Spearing: "What's 'appened there?"
Carragher: "The grass 'as just been 'ad off."
The class finished with everyone achieving the target that was set at the start by Mr Benitez.
The class was then sent to the dinner hall for dinner, surprisingly.
Intandje: "Hi Mr Lee. I would like curry and rice please.
Lee: "Move on Charlie, I know ye skint."
Intandje: "OK, it was a worth a try."
Lee: "Alright Alby, finally found it 'ave ye?"
Reira: "Si si."
Lee: "What can I get ye?"
Reira: "Si si"
Lee: "Fair enough, pie and chips it is."
Spearing: "Alright Sam, bacon butty pleasee."
Lee: "Here ye are Jay, here's the pork chops for ye mam as well."
Spearing: "Cheers Sam."
The class finished their dinner and returned to class, which was art.
Pelligrino: "OK lads, I want you all to draw "The Chosen One" after we win."
The class got straight into drawing Moyes.
Pelligrino: "They're all very good but my favourite was Mascherano's. Would you like to just explain how you've come to this drawing?"
Mascherano just growled.
Pelligrino: "Thank you Javier. Very well explained. The lesson is unfortunately over but it is time for games, so get down to the field."
The lads made their way to the field to take part in the football Mr Benitez had planned for them.
Aurelio: "Is it the same teams as last week sir?"
Benitez: "Yes. So lets play."
The lads played and finally the long day was over. Mr Benitez sent the kids home.
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