Gregory: Yo bring out the football, the Montagues are here.

Sampson: I’ve got the football. Play and I will back you within these 90 minutes. Let them kick off!

Gregory: I will swear at them when they pass by.

Sampson: I will stick my middle finger at them their moist if they do nothing.

Abram: yo bro did you just stick your middle finger out at us.

Sampson: I do swear.

Abram: Do you want to swear at us now.

Sampson: Nah bruv I don’t need to swear at you, but I can if I want to.

Gregory: Are you asking for beef?

Abram: Beef, Is it Halal? (rhetorical question)

Sampson:  But if you do want beef I wouldn’t mind because I am as strong as you

Abram: No stronger big man

Sampson: Well……

Enter Benvolio

Gregory: (Aside to Sampson) Talking about ‘stronger’ here’s one of our best players.

Sampson: Actually, yes i am stronger

Abram: you bloffin, go da way

Sampson: Lets go, Gregory, we are gonna smack them.

(Kick off) (10 minutes later dirty tackle fight starts)

Benvolio: Stop fighting before you both get red cards do you not understand the rules of football.

Enter Tybalt

Tybalt: What are you doing here, get away from my squaaaaad

Benvolio: Relax fam i’m just warning them.

Tybalt: What, relax fam? I hate the word relax, as I hate your mum, I’ll bang you in your face.

(They fight again)