‘Hey, you! Get off me, you hefty helmet,’ squeaked Jersey #40.
‘Ha! Don’t be such a snob, you sweaty little nothing!’ The unyielding helmet was rather curt.
‘Excuse me, I’m not a “little nothing”. I am JERSEY #40
. To me they owe countless triumphs, a hundred records and their glorious trophies.’
‘Living on past glories, eh?’
‘ Legends are indispensable. A few misses can’t write me off.’
‘Times up, darling. Everybody salutes the rising sun,’ the unyielding helmet said, pointing to the new captain, Jersey #18.