We don't drink Fosters

That One Coach!

'Thank god for the invention of the wheelie bag!' Marie spoke to the sky, dragging two oversized bags behind her. 

'Fucking hell' Damian cursed, more accurately demonstrating the groups feelings. 

'Hey, I think that's the bakery!' Lilly announced to the group, 

'It's kind of cute.' Audrey said, tilting her head. The group kept trudging on towards the pastel pink paint, the bear light of dusk guiding them. 

As the group neared the building, Lilly started fishing for her phone in her tote bag, knowing it had the instructions on where to find the keys for the door. Not looking where she was going, she veered off towards the centre of the cobbled stone walkway, finally feeling her phone she, she went to pull up her catch, totally unaware of her surroundings and crashing into a wall. Only it wasn't a wall, it was a man. 

'Woah there!' the wall spoke,

'Holy crap, I am so sorry!' Lilly apologised, looking up to the man. 'I wasn't looking where I was going at all!'. The man adorned a perfectly trimmed moustache, and a puffer vest with a logo unknown to the girl, but his faced seemed familiar.

'Thats alright mate!' the moustached mystery spoke in a horrid Australian accent. Lucy tilted her head in confusion. 'You know cause of the accent?' the man smiled, pushing the joke. Lucy only shook her head. 'Sorry, I was just trying something'. It was only now the girl notice his heavy American accent, the man pointed at the bakery and spoke again, 'You movin' in?'

'Yeah, my friends and I taking a year abroad!' Lucy explained, the man smiled,

'I'm just in that one over there' the man pointed 'us non-englanders need to stick together', the man stuck his hand forward, 'Ted Lasso'. Lucy moved forward to shake his hand,

'Lucy Miller' she replied with a smile. 'My friends are waiting for me to unlock the door, it was nice meeting you Ted Lasso.' 

'You too Miss Lucy! Hope to see you around!'

And with that, Lucy rejoined her friends, instructions for entry in tow. 'Who was that Luc?' Audrey was the first to question,

'I accidently crashed into him when I was looking for my phone,'

'That checks out' Damian interjected, Lucy shoot him an 'I'm done with your bullshit look' before continuing,

'Then he made fun of my accent, said, and I quote "us non-englanders need to stick together" and said he lived in that one over there' Lucy pointed in the same direction as the man before her. 

'Did you get his name?' Marie said with a flirty smile

'Not my type Marie, he had a pretty intense moustache and thick American accent' Lucy said blatantly, 'He said his name was Ted Lasso? His face looked familiar'.

'Holy shit, it wasn't this guy was it?!' Damian question with genuine enthusiasm and showed Lucy a video on his phone. Damian was a huge fan of all the footballs, Australian, American, European, or as he called it 'the sporting holy trinity'. The video was of a man with a moustache, similar to that of Ted's, dancing surrounded by men decked out in American football gear. Lucy squinted, 

'Yeah! I think that's him. I knew recognised him from somewhere!' Lucy smiled relieved to scratch her brain itch. 

'No, no Lucy, there's more!' Damian continued with a mysterious smile, 'That was Ted fucking Lasso'

'Yeah, we know his name Damian, get to the point' Audrey exclaimed, annoyed.

'I'm getting there! God if the boys were here', Damian muttered,

'DAMIAN!' 

'Alright alright!' Damain surrendered, 'He's the fucking coach of AFC Richmond!!'

'Wait, the football team??' Audrey questioned,

'No, the underwater hockey team... YES THE FOOTBALL TEAM!' Damian yelled in reply,

'Alright man chill!' Lucy protested, 'Let's get inside and I'll get you guys those pints'.

'And chips!' Marie recounted,

'And chips' Lucy repeated.

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'Still can't believe we live down the street from THE Ted Lasso!' Damian recited for the 4th time that night. The group was deep into their 3rd round of beers and chips at this point, Lucy kept up her end of the deal and paid for the first round, the rest was split among the friends. 

'Dammit Damian! We get it we live near the Lasso guy, now can we please move on!' Audrey exclaimed, clearly annoyed. Damian looked like he was about to fire another comment Audrey's way, but Marie interjected. Peace keeping as usual.

'What should we do tomorrow?' She said, taking a sip of her pint,

'Richmond's playing a home game! We could get tickets?' Damian spoke excitedly,

'Actually, I wouldn't mind seeing a game.' Lucy seconded, 'But it's the middle of the season?'

'Honestly, doesn't matter.' A voice spoke, placing down 3 Fosters beer bottles. 'These are from the lads over there,' The three girls looked at the 'lads' then at each other.

'Um, I think we are ok actually' Lucy spoke first, meeting the eye of the voice. It was an elderly woman, with white hair but a tough London accent which contradicted her 'nice old lady' features. Audrey pushed the bottles back to the women,

'We don't drink Fosters, sorry' she said with an apologetic smile.

'How much for the beers?' Lucy questioned, the women giving her an odd look, 'I want to by those lads each a beer'. She gestured to the Foster's in front of her, and then to the boys, who were decked out in Richmond merchandise and looking over at the group. 

'For you' the women smiled, 'On the house'. And with that she took the 3 bottles over to the lads. The girls looked at each other and burst out laughing. 

Damian didn't find it too funny, but Marie gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, and a kiss on the cheek.

'You know' Audrey looked to Lucy, 'When you said love would find us in London, I didn't think it would happen so quickly!' Lucy laughed,

'I know, I've been swished off my feet by a Richmond clad knight!'