Anger Management Jamie Johnson

-That's him.

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

Hi, Jamie. Can I have a selfie?

How does it feel to be a global celebrity?

Anyone can score a fluke goal.

If you were so great, you'd be doing that sort of thing week in,

week out.

How do you do the Panenka, Steven?

Search his soul for fear.

STEVEN GERRARD: Make the goalkeeper believe you're going to smash it,

then at the last minute, dink it.

-What was that?

-YEAH!

You're just a cheat.

Get him off me!

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

And when I told Hunter I'd change the name back to Johnson,

he knew about you.

What exactly did he say?

So why have you brought me here?

Because we need to sort out that temper of yours.

Like HIM, do you mean?

You're missing the point.

This isn't about violence.

This is about discipline.

This kind of training made me a better footballer,

including up here.

Tell him, Carl.

Listen, it's all about keeping composed and focused.

Lose concentration in this game and you could get knocked out.

Three left jabs and a right.

Snap back, snap back.

So, you ever going to tell me what this fight was all about?

Just Dylan and Harry trying to wind me up again.

You played right into their hands, didn't you?

Did they get a detention

or a warning?

No. It was just you.

So who got the last laugh, eh?

Three uppercuts.

Don't worry. Some regular sessions down here,

we'll soon have that hot head of yours under control.

Again.

Right, now, remember what I said.

If that Jamie Johnson bothers you again, come straight to me, OK?

I'm not scared of him.

He's just like his grandad.

HE used to think he was special as well.

Yeah, Jamie's always banging on about him being on

the Hawkstone youth team.

Believe me, he was average at best.

He was nothing but just a fancy Dan.

-What?

-Oh, that's what we used to call them, back in the day.

You know, players who thought they were better than they actually are.

What a joke!

It doesn't make any sense, though.

I mean, how can a player be worth that much?

Hi, Jamie. Look, Jack's blogged about me winning my chess heat.

-Brilliant.

-Won't be long before I have hordes of fans following

my every move as well!

Jack, Hugo.

I want you two to make me a promise.

Make sure this one keeps his nose clean.

If there's any more fights, he's out on his ear.

Don't worry, Mr Johnson.

We won't let him out of our sight.

Scout's honour.

I'm so obsessed with your curls, they are the cutest thing ever.

SHE GIGGLES

Have you heard? Miss Savage has come for a special assembly after lunch.

-What about?

-That's what WE'D like to know.

Ha-ha! Look at the poor little gooseberry.

What did you just say?

-Nothing.

-Jamie, this works both ways, you know?

Don't antagonise him.

What? I didn't say anything!

BELL RINGS

Another fight and Savage will be showing him the door.

What we need to do is light that short fuse of his.

Yeah, and I might know how!

How's Harry?

Has he shed any light as to why Jamie went for him like that?

It's just Johnson being a sore loser after missing that penalty.

Nothing more to it?

Between us?

I feel for the kid.

That family of his...

-They're a bad lot.

-In what way?

Well, the dad left and never came back.

It was hardly good for the kid, you know?

It's all very...chaotic.

No wonder he's out of control.

Well, then, it's our role as a school to provide some stability,

and our challenge as teachers to inspire the next generation

on to greater things.

Couldn't agree with you more!

-Well... I...

-Please.

What happened after the game was nothing short of disgraceful.

What were you thinking with that penalty?

Eh?

Look, missing one under such humiliating circumstances

can seriously dent a player's confidence.

I can't afford that.

I mean, any one of these cup ties could be decided on pens.

So, after lunch, I want you three to practise your spot kicks, OK?

But most importantly, I want you to work as a team.

Do you understand?

DO YOU UNDERSTAND?

ALL: Yes, sir.

Well, if you're going to do it, you best get to it.

Oi! Not so fast.

I'm not finished with you yet.

I'm warning you, Johnson.

From now on, I'm going to be watching you like a hawk.

You even look at someone the wrong way or turn up for training

a second late...

I'm going to come down on you like a tonne of bricks.

Do I make myself absolutely clear?

-Yes, sir.

-Good.

Now, get out of my sight.

-Yes!

-Yeah.

What a strike by Simmons!

And Johnson proves his goalkeeping

is even worse than his penalty taking.

So much for working as a team.

Well, you're not a team player, are you?

Jamie Johnson, the superstar,

only interested in making a big name for himself.

That's not true.

Come on, bell will be going soon.

Just time for one more penalty each.

Only this time, let's imagine it's the final,

the game's gone to pens and it's only us three left to take them.

Let's see who can hold their nerve.

-Where's Jamie?

-Don't know, I thought he was with you.

-No.

-Well, when did you last see him?

Indira? Don't suppose you've seen Jamie?

He was with Dylan and Harry.

-What?!

-Yeah, Hansard asked him to do some extra practice.

-Where?

-Not sure.

He's on his own? With Dylan?

And Harry?

# One, take control of me?

# You're messing with the enemy

# Said it's two, it's another trick

# Messin' with my mind, I wake up

# Chase down an empty street

# Blindly snap the broken beats

# Said it's gone with the dirty trick

# It's taken all these days to find ya... #

And Simmons keeps his 100% record!

Why don't you try the Panenka again?

-We could do with a laugh!

-I've got something better for you.

So, come on, Johnson. Time to prove yesterday was just a one-off.

And Johnson has just lost the final.

Just as well it's only a practice.

So long as it doesn't affect you up here

when it comes to the real thing.

Must take after his grandad.

-What do you mean by that?

-Oh, nothing, just something we heard.

My grandad was a brilliant player.

He played for Hawkstone and won the youth cup back in the day.

So brilliant they let him go.

They didn't let him go, he got injured.

That's funny, cos we just heard he was rubbish.

Yeah. A right fancy Dan.

Who does that remind you of?

No-one bad-mouths my grandad and gets away with it.

So, come on, then. What are you going to do about it?

Well, then. I'm waiting.

When was the last time you saw him?

It was this morning at break.

-Nothing since then?

-No.

-We must have searched everywhere.

-Where's Jamie?

Why are you asking us?

Thought you were doing some extra practice.

Yeah, and now we've finished.

So where is he?

How should we know?

Harry, I saved you a seat.

-Did you miss me?

-Yeah.

What's she going to ban now, hair slides?!

Thank you. Good afternoon, everyone.

ALL: Good afternoon, Miss Savage.

You're probably wondering why I've called this assembly.

Well, I believe that you should be inspired by local role models

from similar backgrounds who have gone on to achieve their dreams.

And I'm excited to announce that I've invited one such person here today.

Girls and boys, please put your hands together

for Hawkstone United's one and only...

Theo Baines!

CHEERING AND APPLAUSE

That's Jamie's hero.

(I can't see Jamie.

(Don't worry. He must be here somewhere.)

Jamie?

Why aren't you in school?!

He's definitely not here.

Theo, thank you so much for coming here this afternoon

and showing us your amazing skills.

-Now, Theo, got time for a couple of questions?

-Sure.

-OK.

Let me see your hands, please.

Ah, yes, Hugo.

When you were at school,

did you ever have any less talented players trying to disrupt

your progress?

Yeah, but to be honest, if someone gave me stick,

I saw it as a compliment.

It's usually cos they're jealous.

I mean, the best way to deal with people like that - ignore them.

And let your talent do the talking.

Very good advice.

Any more questions?

-Sam.

-What's your favourite telly programme?

What's your favourite colour?

Is it true that you're seeing Perrie from Little Mix?

Seriously...

Right, any more questions?

Ah, Jack.

When you took your penalty the other week against Liverpool,

what made you risk the Panenka?

Well, it helps we were 3-0 up at that time.

Confidence was running high.

I wouldn't have risked something like that usually, but luckily,

-it paid off.

-It certainly did!

And you might be interested to know that Jack here is a very gifted

football player herself, and she's the only girl to make it onto

-the school team.

-That's fantastic.

Congratulations.

In fact, we have another celebrity in our midst - and one you might remember.

He was a mascot at Hawkstone last season

and he scored a wonder goal against Leon Tibbs,

which I think has now gone viral.

Yeah, Tibbsy's taken a right ribbing from the lads about that.

I bet he did! Right, where is Jamie?

Stand up, please.

Jamie Johnson.

Jamie, can you stand up, please?

Is Jamie not in school today?

Pity.

Right, I think we've got time for one more football question.

CLAMOURING

Theo, look this way.

Thank you, you can have it back after school.

He's still not answering.

-He must have switched it off.

-He'll never get over this.

What is the fastest you've ever gone in this?

Is it true you are off to City in the summer?

OK, OK, that's enough, everyone back, please.

Stand back. Stand back, everyone.

Bye, great to meet you.

Jamie, can't you see, if anything,

that shows a complete lack of control?

You said I should take my anger out in the boxing club.

No, I told you, boxing teaches discipline.

But it worked, I felt loads better afterwards.

Well, try explaining that to Miss Savage.

You're not going to tell her, are you?

You've got to start taking responsibility for your actions.

She's already shown me a yellow.

If she hears about this, I'll be a goner.

Mike, I know I'm in the wrong, but we only missed some stupid assembly.

I didn't miss any lessons.

It doesn't make any difference.

You can't just go where you want

and not expect there to be any consequences.

But surely anything is better than getting into another fight?

What were Harry and Dylan saying

that was so terrible in the first place?

Come on, Jamie, just be straight with me for once.

They were having a pop at YOU.

Me?

What do you mean?

They were saying stuff,

making out like you used to be a rubbish player.

Mike, what's a fancy Dan?

Johnson. Where've you been?

You go ahead, Jamie,

I'll talk to Mr Hansard.

You better tell that grandson of yours

and his mate to lay off Jamie.

I think you may have your wires crossed -

I can't recall them getting into any fights.

No, but they're constantly pushing Jamie's buttons,

trying to get him to react.

Bit long in the tooth for getting involved

in playground squabbles, aren't you?

Well, that's rich,

coming from the man who is fanning the flames in the first place.

Filling their heads with all kinds of nonsense.

What?

Don't look so innocent.

We both know what this is really about.

Jamie, why weren't you at assembly?

Sorry, Miss Savage, it's my fault.

I'm Jamie's grandad.

I forgot to give him a note about a dental appointment this morning.

Sorry about that.

Shame you missed out.

Missed out on what?

I can't believe it, Jack, you know how I feel about Theo Baines.

But, Jamie, he knows who you are,

he said all the players were ribbing Leon Tibbs about your goal.

Seen our selfie with Theo Baines?

Can I see yours?

Oh, sorry, I forgot. You didn't get to meet him, did you?

Ignore them, Jamie.

It's unfair. They don't even support Hawkstone.

Theo Baines said when people used to try to wind him up,

he saw it as a compliment because he knew they were just jealous.

Did he really say all the players were talking about my goal?

-It's started.

-What has?

A girl from Westfield High just sent me a friend request.

She saw your piece on the school blog.

Ooh!

Said she came third in the school chess tournament.

Sounds like a match made in heaven to me. Any pics?

She's called Nancy.

I'm liking Nancy.

I'm liking her a lot.

Maybe I've found my Juliet at long last.

Nice one, Romeo.

Singles, doubles, side to side.

Let's go. Keep them feet up, pump them arms.

Let me see some focus.

Determination is what we need.

That's it, Dylan, that's what I'm talking about.

Jumping side to side.

Johnson, what's the matter with you?

Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go.

Come on now, focus, focus.

Come on, Johnson, what, are you scared of getting your boots dirty?

Come on.

Come on, show me some desire.

What's going on? Let's go.

WHISTLE BLOWS

OK, that's enough for today.

Well done, everyone.

Anybody needs to warm down, go and warm down.

You let yourself down, Johnson, today.

You're on litter duty.

You can pick up the cones while you're at it.

-But, sir...

-Do you want to be in the squad for the next game?

I wouldn't argue if I was you.

Hope you don't mind me tagging along.

Not at all. I'm just surprised that you're interested.

Really, why?

Well, because you're a g...

a great head teacher and I know you've got a lot on your plate.

Nothing's more important than seeing the pupils fired up, though, eh?

Yeah.

Who do you support, by the way?

Foxborough.

Thought so.

You OK?

Yeah.

You sure?

You didn't seem yourself out there.

I felt a twinge in my leg the other day and it's just come back.

Why didn't you say?

Because I thought it would just go away.

What have I told you?

If your body is trying to tell you something, then listen.

Yeah, like Hansard would care, anyway.

What do you mean by that?

Miss Savage...

I'm Karen Johnson, Jamie's mum.

Oh, nice to meet you.

I'm sorry about his behaviour after the match.

Goodness knows what you must think of us as a family.

I'm sure Jamie learned his lesson.

He's not had it easy these past few months.

It really hit him hard when his dad left,

but apart from the odd hiccup,

I genuinely believe that he's finally getting back on track.

Does Jamie have much contact with his dad?

No, not at the moment.

But between you and me, I think he's better off without him.

His grandad's always been more of a father figure than Ian ever was.

In fact, he's been teaching him some valuable lessons

in managing his temper.

I'm not giving him any reason to drop me, Mike.

He can't punish you for being injured.

Who are you trying to kid? He's already got it in for me.

How do you mean?

He's just always on my case.

In what way?

Just little things, like making me pick up all the cones,

putting me on litter duty, it's just not fair.

Good work, everyone, good to see some people take training seriously.

Can I have a word?

What about?

Why were you giving him such a hard time out there?

He wasn't pulling his weight.

Because he had an injury.

-Mike...

-It's OK, Jamie.

He said nothing to me.

You only had to look at the lad

to see he was two yards off the pace.

I'm not a mind-reader.

If he doesn't tell me, how am I supposed to know?

Any decent coach wouldn't need to be told.

Are you saying that I deliberately let somebody who was injured

play on?

You tell me.

Not my style, pal.

I mean, why would any sane person

deliberately jeopardise such a promising career?

Know what I mean?

I know what you're playing at.

You'd better take your hands off me right now.

Whatever's gone on between us in the past

has got nothing to do with Jamie.

You leave him out of it, do you hear me?

Yeah.

Go on.

Show everyone who you really are.

Stop that right now!

What on earth is going on?

Well, I'm left in absolutely no doubt

who Jamie inherited his short fuse from.

Miss Savage, I am so, so sorry.

What sort of example is that to set your grandson,

let alone the rest of the children?

I will not tolerate one of my teaching staff being manhandled.

I have no idea what's just happened out there,

but I can only promise it will never happen again.

I'm truly sorry. I really, really am.

I should never have lost it like that.

But I was protecting my grandson.

Protecting Jamie? From what?

He's got it in for him.

Got it in for him?

What do you mean?

Constant nit-picking, grinding him down.

And why would he want to do that?

Maybe you should ask him.

Don't you worry, I will.

In the meantime, you've left me with no other option

than to ban you from school premises

and any future football matches until further notice.

Understood?

Mike.

What did you mean when you said about the past?

Did you used to know Hansard or something?

Just leave it, Jamie.

What's going on?

I wish I knew.

Something's definitely gone on between him and Hansard.

-I'm sure of it.

-What do you mean?

I don't know.

No-one in this family ever tells me anything,

but I swear, I'm going to find out.

A little bird tells me there's going to be a scout

at the cup match tomorrow.

-Keep it to yourself.

-Click that one.

-Match report.

-Result.

I never meant to hurt him, not like that.

You're a liar.

You need to ask her out.

No way, I can't do that.

By the time I'm finished, Nancy will be begging to go out with you.

Oh, she's online.

Ref!

One little shove and you blew it.

You Johnsons are all the same.