4-4-2
"Doddsy get the nets down".
"Yes boss" he replied.
"Right then what the f**k was that? That was utter sh*te and you know it. You, the kid with the runny eye get your finger out of your nose and pass the ball around. You! the kid with the glasses make sure you can see the ball before you try and head it, then you won't fall flat on your face".
I looked up to see Doddsy tangled up in the nets and he then proceeded to fall over.
"Look you.... you.. you nit wits this is football you are playing you are not not fu**ing 2 any more you know how to kick a ball and you should be able to at least win a game. You are all useless and utter sh**e. You need to buck your ideas up before training on Wednesday night".
I looked up to see the disgusted faces of the 6 year old's parents after my foul mouth rant. They were not impressed. They then looked at Doddsy. It was not a good look more of a 'Who the f**k is he' type of look.
"Who the hell are you talking to our kids like that" said a disgusted mother who was likely on her menopause. "You should be ashamed of yourself, my son is never playing here AGAIN".
She stormed off into her Range Rover an drove off into the distance and more parents followed here with multiple Estate cars following each other out of the car park.
My whole team had gone.
"I got the nets down boss" said Doddsy.
I turned to him with a sarcastic expression on my face.
"Well done Doddsy, well done".
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