for the goalie
It was only the fourth week of the season and United's new goalkeeper had already
let in twenty-seven goals. He was having a drink in a pub one night when a man
approached him and said,
'I've been watching you play, son, and I think I might be able to help you.'
'Are you a trainer?' said the young goalkeeper hopefully.
'No,' said the stranger, 'I'm an optician.'