The Newport County manager flies to Baghdad to watch a young Iraqi play
football and is suitably impressed and arranges him to come over to
Newport.
Two weeks later Newport are 4-0 down to Cardiff City with only 20 minutes
left. The manager gives the young Iraqi striker the nod and on he goes.
The lad is a sensation, scores five goals in 20 minutes and wins the
game for Newport.
The fans are delighted, the players and coaches are delighted and the
media love the new star. When the player comes off the pitch he phones
his mum to tell her about his first day in British football.
'Hello Mum, guess what?' he says. 'I played for 20
minutes today, we were 4-0 down but I scored five and we won. Everybody
loves me, the fans, the media, they all love me.'
'Wonderful,' says his Mum, 'Let me tell you about my day. Your father
got shot in the street and robbed, your sister and I were ambushed and
beaten and your brother has joined a gang of looters, and all while you
were having such great time.'
The young lad is very upset, 'What can I say Mum, but I'm so sorry. '
'Sorry? Sorry?' says his Mum, 'It's your bloody fault we moved to
Newport in the first place!'