Hero to Zero Jamie Johnson

One, two, three, four!

CROWD ROARS

CHANTING: Jamie! Jamie! Jamie! Jamie!

CROWD ROARS

I'm good enough. I know I'm good enough.

I've proved it against Tibbs.

I've just to get Hansard believing in me, playing to my strengths.

What do I have to do to be the first on that team sheet, Stevie?

Focus on what's important, Jamie - you.

Are you listening to me, Jamie?

Are you listening to me?

-Are you listening to me?

-Are you listening to me?

Jamie, are you listening to me?

That's my lad.

Go and knock 'em dead.

# Can't get enough... #

-That's him!

-Oh, my gosh, it's Jamie Johnson!

-He's the one that scored against...

-So cool!

-So cute!

Do you think he's going to turn pro?

He couldn't score against Leon Tibbs!

He needed a Zimmer frame just to get on to the pitch.

-Is that him?

-Hi, Jamie.

Even my cousins who live in Copenhagen have seen your goal.

They don't believe I'm in your class. Can I have a selfie?

Yeah, sure.

# ..All your time with you... #

Thanks, Jamie.

-Ah, I bet he likes you.

-Yeah.

Looks like Indira's your new number one fan now that video's gone viral.

She didn't even know I existed last term, Jack.

So, how does it feel to be a global celebrity?

It's not easy, Boggy,

but I just want to focus on keeping my place and winning the Cup.

And I'm determined to prove to Hansard

there's more to my game than just being in goal.

Saw you at Hawkstone. Pity you had to cheat.

Yeah, you were only meant to have three shots.

-You scored with the fourth.

-I still did it, didn't I?

Bet Hawkstone get relegated this season.

Not with Theo Baines in the team.

He's your only decent player and I've heard he's off to City

-in the summer anyway.

-You see that penalty he scored at the weekend?

That cheeky chip. It was amazing.

Yeah, bet YOU couldn't do it.

Bet you I could.

Anyone can score a fluke goal. If you were so great,

you'd be doing that sort of thing week in, week out.

Foxborough! Foxborough! Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Foxborough! Foxborough! Ooh-ah, ooh-ah!

Could they be any more jealous?

Fluke! We'll see about that!

Ah, Reacher, I watched that goal you scored against Hawkstone.

-MR HANSARD CHUCKLES

-Not bad. Not bad at all.

Now, we're going to need something like that against Northwood

-in the first round of the Cup.

-I'll see what I can do, sir.

-Good.

-Oh, and, sir...

-What?

-I've changed my name.

I'm not a Reacher any more. I'm Johnson now.

Johnson. I remember your granddad.

A lot of people round here do.

He captained Hawkstone when they won the Youth Cup.

Yeah...so I've heard.

-Who's she?

-Must be the new head.

-Hello, what's your name?

-Harry.

Well, Harry, I'm Ms Savage and, as cool as it makes you look,

I'd be very grateful if you would pop that gum

into the bin for me, please.

-And you are?

-Dillon Simmons, miss.

-Wait there.

Socks up, thank you very much.

Shirt tucked in. Off you go.

Is that thing glued to your hand or is it detachable?

-What, miss?

-Pardon, miss.

Mobile phones have to be switched off before entering the building.

Anyone caught breaking this rule will have their phone confiscated.

-Do I make myself clear, Dillon Simmons?

-Yes, miss.

Stop there. And what's your name?

Indira, miss. Indira Cave.

Lovely lip gloss, Indira.

I'm afraid you'll have to remove it, immediately.

Morning.

-She's strict.

-This is medicinal. I suffer from chapped lips.

There's a rumour she banned chips in her last school.

You think that's bad. I heard she's going to ban us

-from taking part in the Cup to concentrate on exams.

-No way!

My mum's best friend's hairdresser's daughter

was at her last school.

She told me Savage was totally obsessed with exam results,

she banned virtually everything else that got in the way.

Savage by name, savage by nature.

They've still got chips!

Maybe she hasn't got round to making all of her changes yet.

Let's say this rumour about her banning us

from the Cup is actually true,

Savage needs to know how much football really means to us.

Since when did you believe anything Dillon or Indira said?

I fought hard to get into that squad.

-I'm not prepared to take any risks.

-So, what do you plan to do?

I saw a poster for the new school blog she's setting up.

It actually looks quite cool.

She's encouraging everyone to get involved.

-Oh, so you're going to write something.

-Come on!

-Think we can get a bit more imaginative than that!

-Hmm.

Take one. Action.

Jamie, it must have been pretty nerve-racking

running out in front of 30,000 fans.

-JAMIE GIGGLES

-What?

-You!

-What about me?

You're proper serious, like a proper presenter. It freaked me out.

What's the point in having a superstar friend

if you can't exploit their high profile?

-Ready?

-I think he's looking at me.

Do you think if I win my chess heat I'll get all this attention?

-Sorry, let's start again.

-Ready?

-Take two.

Jamie, it must have been pretty scary

-running out in front of all those...

-THE GIRLS AND JAMIE GIGGLE

Come on or we'll be late for training.

Sorry, sorry.

Take three.

-Indira Cave keeps staring at me.

-Yeah, yeah, in your dreams.

-THE GIRLS GIGGLE

-Take four.

JAMIE GIGGLES

Jamie, concentrate or we'll be late for training.

You play on the left wing for the school team.

Is that the position you feel most comfortable in?

Yeah, but I see myself as an all-rounder

who can play in most positions.

And finally, what do you think our chances are in the Cup this year?

It'll be tough, but I don't see any reason

why we can't lift the trophy for the first time ever.

And I'll second that. You've been watching Jack Marshall,

reporting for the Kingsmount school blog.

And cut. Brilliant!

Boggy, film me doing the Theo Baines cheeky chip.

Jamie, we haven't got time.

By the way, it's actually called the Panenka, after Antonin Panenka -

the first player to try it in the European Championships,

back in 1976. It's one of the most famous penalties ever.

Pele said you'd have to be a madman or a genius to attempt it.

-Oh, my God.

-Just pick it up. We're already late!

What are you doing now? Come on!

-You're a life-saver! Thank you so much!

-Lucky I was passing, miss.

-What's your name.

-Jamie. Jamie Johnson.

-Well, Jamie Johnson, you are my new hero.

-Don't mention it, miss.

Right, now we all know that Northwood are a decent side, yeah?

And last year, they got to the semis.

OK, so this is the strategy that I want to implement for the...

Oh, well, it was nice of you to grace us with your presence.

Sorry, sir. Jack was interviewing me for the school blog.

I couldn't care less if Oprah Winfrey was interviewing you!

-Everybody here was here ten minutes ago!

-BOTH:

-Sorry, sir.

Well, it would seem that some people -

naming no names, Johnson -

might be getting a bit too big for their boots.

If you two think you can turn up late for training

and walk straight into this team...

..think again.

Right, where was I?

Northwood - last year, they were unlucky.

They only lost on penalties. So, this is what we're going to do.

So, I dived like this.

I caught it, literally, just before it hit the ground.

She said I was her new hero.

There's nothing like making a good first impression

-on the new head.

-And everyone was talking about my goal at Hawkstone.

Some people even asked for selfies with me.

And then Jack did an interview with me for the school blog.

Boggy's editing it tonight.

As long as you don't let all this go to your head, Jamie.

And when I told Hansard I'd changed my name back to Johnson,

he knew about you.

-Oh, right. What exactly did he say?

-Nothing, really.

I told him you used to play for the Hawkstone Youth Academy

and he said he remembered.

How does it feel living with two superstars?

Absolutely marvellous!

As long as they remember it's their turn to do the dishes tonight.

That's what teamwork's all about, isn't it?

MOBILE RINGS

Hiya, Jess.

No, no, it's fine. Just finished our tea.

SHE LAUGHS

Bagsy you wash, I dry.

How do you do the Panenka, Stevie?

Make the goalkeeper believe you're going to smash it

then, at the last minute, dink it.

HE EXHALES

CROWD ROARS

Not bad, Jamie. Not bad at all.

You've been watching Jack Marshall,

reporting for the Kingsmount school blog.

It's brilliant, Boggy, and guess what -

I spent hours practising the Panenka last night

and I think I've finally cracked it.

If only I felt as confident about facing Adam Nadir

in the chess tournament later.

I wish I could help, but chess is nothing like football, is it?

Well, that's not true.

It's all about one side against the other - winning and losing.

You have to look your opponent in the eye,

search your soul for fear but show none yourself.

It's good to be prepared,

but you never know what's going to happen during a game.

As long you make the right decision in the moment.

I've got a message for you from Indira.

She wants to know if you'll go out with her.

-Do you think she does like me?

-Here's your chance to find out.

-No, I can't!

-Go on.

Go on!

-Hi, Indira.

-Hi, Harry.

I was just wondering, do you want to go out with me?

INDIRA'S FRIEND GASPS

Oh, Harry, that's so sweet!

I'm really flattered, but the thing is, I'm in love with someone else.

Oh, OK.

What did she say?

She said she'll think about it.

Jamie, virtually every boy in year seven is in love with Indira Cave.

-Come on, what shall I tell her?

-Tell her the truth.

I just need to stay focussed on the first round.

She'll probably find it very hard to believe,

but you could always let her know that I'm still available.

So, it definitely wasn't a no?

Indira, I've told you a million times,

he just needs to stay focussed on the game.

-And so do I.

-Wish me luck!

-Why, where are you off?

-My chess tournament.

Boggy, I completely forgot. I'm so sorry.

Do you want to see my lucky mascot?

So, do you think he'll give me an answer after the game?

-Maybe, I don't know.

-Meet Sir Johnny Bogson!

Looks like it's just you and me, Sir Johnny.

-Subs bench?!

-Maybe you should think twice

before turning up late for training.

-But Jamie's in the starting line-up.

-It's not just that.

Nathan Pierce has shot up recently and we need the extra height.

He may be taller but he's not as agile as me.

Don't worry, you'll get your chance.

All right. Harry.

I'm going to need you on the left, OK?

-And Johnson, I'm switching you over to the right today, OK?

-The right?

Yeah, I thought you were an all-rounder

who can play in any position. Yeah, I saw your little video.

-Why did Boggy have to leave that bit in?

-At least you're starting.

Yeah, and I'll prove to him that I can play anywhere.

All right, bring it in.

Look, I've heard their striker has a reputation

of being a bit of a diver, so be careful, especially in the box, OK?

We don't want to give away any soft penalties. Yeah?

All right, bring them here.

-In it...

-ALL: To win it!

-Come on, Kingsmount!

-Come on!

-Come on!

Let's roll, come on!

Come on, Dad.

Come on, Kingsmount! Come on!

Get hold of the ball, Kingsmount! Hit the feet, Harry!

Close him down. Was I the only one there at training?

Johnson, you've got to track back! You've got to track back.

-They're really under the cosh here.

-Pass the ball. Move into space.

Find your man. You know all this!

Well done, Jamie, fantastic tackle!

REF BLOWS WHISTLE You're joking me! I got the ball.

-He hardly touched him!

-That was a perfectly good challenge.

CROWD CHANT: Kingsmount! Kingsmount! Kingsmount! Kingsmount!

MUSIC: Burn The Witch by Radiohead

# Stay in the shadows... #

-Hold the ball, come on. Find a space.

-Dillon!

# Cheer the gallows... #

Come on, Harry! Harry, come on, get back!

# This is a round-up... #

Harry, come on! What's the matter with you?

-I was through!

-Harry's looking totally exposed on that left flank.

-What's Hansard thinking?

-Come on, come on!

Close him down.

Argh...

Come on, boys, get organised!

Everyone takes his position, come on!

WHISTLE BLOWS

'Queen to H5. Bishop to C3? Knight to F5?'

Come on, boys, get organised! Move to the edge.

You know where you're supposed to be!

Come on, he's through!

Go on, Nathan! That's what I'm talking about!

-Argh!

-CROWD CHANT: Kingsmount! Kingsmount!

All right, Marshall, up you get.

Looks like you're going to get your chance sooner than you thought.

All right, go get it.

CROWD CHANT: Kingsmount! Kingsmount! Kingsmount! Kingsmount!

All right, Nathan? Come on, boys, sort him out. Get an ice pack.

Let's go, let's go! Show me what you've got, girl.

'Look your opponent in the eye.'

-Save, Jack!

-Well done, Jack!

Good pass. Nicely worked.

That's more like it! Come on!

Go on, my son, yes! To Dillon.

Go on, Dill!

-Referee, come on!

-Yes, penalty!

-Well done, son, well done.

-Argh.

-CROWD CHANT: Kingsmount! Kingsmount!

-Argh...

-This is mine.

-No way.

You really want to risk it after that knock?

Don't mess this up, Johnson.

Jamie's taking it. Come on, Jamie, come on!

'Look your opponent in the eye.'

'Yeah, I watched that goal you scored against Hawkstone.

'Not bad at all.'

'Well, Jamie Johnson, you are my new hero.'

'Even my cousins who live in Copenhagen have seen your goal.'

'So long as you make the right decision in the moment.'

'Make the goalkeeper believe you're going to smash it.

'Then, at the mast minute...

'..dink it.'

-Johnson!

-Yes!

-Come on! Yes!

-What was THAT?

-JAMIE'S GRANDDAD:

-The Panenka?

'Search his soul for fear but show none yourself.'

Good save, Jack!

-Dillon!

-To Johnson, to Johnson!

MUSIC: Knights of Cydonia by Muse

Come on, all the way!

-REF BLOWS WHISTLE

-Come on, referee,

-that's definitely a foul!

-What's that?

-Yellow card! He should walk!

He'd have given that if Jamie hadn't made such a meal of it.

Come on!

CHANTING: Cheat! Cheat! Cheat! Cheat!

-Jamie, come on, pass the ball.

-Jamie, over here.

-What are you doing?

-Jamie, come on!

You're doing too much, Jamie. Keep it simple.

Pass the ball. Look, there's a space.

CROWD JEER

Everybody, move up. This is our last chance.

This is mine. You had your chance.

-What's he doing?

-Come on, Dillon.

Go on, go on!

Check...

..mate.

Yeah!

-Yeah!

-Yes, Harry, yes!

CROWD CHEER

-Yes, good goal! Well worked!

-CHEERING

We won! Get in!

CHANTING: Harry! Harry!

Nice one, Harry. Great teamwork, you guys, great teamwork.

Nice one, Kingsmount, nice one.

Congratulations, Mr Hansard, you must be very proud.

Thanks for your support, Ms Savage.

And I appreciate that football isn't to every lady's liking, you know.

Personally, I think you defended too deeply in the first half

and relied too heavily on playing the long ball,

but you got the result and that's all that matters.

Well done, everyone.

Harry, you were amazing! Everyone's saying you're a legend.

-You could have cost us that game.

-But I never, did I?

And as for that pathetic attempt at the Panenka... What a joke!

Proved that goal at Hawkstone was a fluke. You're just a cheat.

-BOGGY:

-Jamie, I won!

Did you remember what I said about making the right decision?

Who are you calling a cheat?

You.

Come on then, just try it.

-Hey!

-What are you doing?

-Get off me.

-Jamie!

-Stop that!

-What are you doing?

Can you please explain to me what I just had the misfortune to witness?

-They was saying stuff, miss.

-They?

-Dillon and Harry.

-What kind of stuff?

-Just stuff, trying to wind me up.

And you think that's an acceptable way to react to their provocation?

No, miss.

When you are out on that pitch,

you are representing this school in every single one of your actions

and today, you seriously let us down.

Look at me! Unfold your arms!

Worst of all, you let yourself down.

And just when you were showing so much promise,

you started to believe your own hype, Jamie.

Now, I won't tolerate any form of violence at Kingsmount,

so I'm giving you a detention.

But I am also issuing you with an official warning.

Off you go.

Another incident like that and you'll be off the team for good.

Consider this a yellow card. Do you understand?

Yeah, miss.

What happened?

-Detention and a warning. She said to see this as a yellow card.

-What?

Next time, it'll be a straight red. Mess up again and I'm out of here.

-Don't worry, you won't mess up again.

-No, we'll make sure of that.

What happened after the game was nothing short of disgraceful.

I want you to work as a team.

Yes! What a strike by Simmons!

We need to sort out that temper of yours.

This kind of training made me a better footballer up here.

He's just like his granddad.

He used to think he was special as well,

but he was nothing but just a fancy dan.

Who does that remind you of?

No-one badmouths my granddad and gets away with it.

What you going to do about it?

You better tell that grandson of yours and his mate to lay off Jamie.

Please put your hands together for Hawkstone United's Theo Baines!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

We both know what this is really about.