A Welcome Surprise A foul mood had descended on the Charlton team since the Banks match, made even worse by the news that Moore had beaten Stiles 3–1 and moved above Charlton in the first-year cup table. Even a draw wouldn’t be good enough now; Charlton needed to win their last match to clinch the title. The overall House Cup was also still up for grabs, and Sam summoned the team together after training the following day. “What do you think she wants?” asked Marek. “I dunno,” said Roddy. “She’s probably going to have a go at us for not waiting around after the Banks game!” Sam had taken some time out to come down and speak to everyone, so she must have thought it was pretty urgent. “I’ll keep it quick, because I’ve got to get back,” she said. “First, I’m not happy about the way you behaved after your last match, but the fact that you’ve all turned up today shows me you haven’t gone completely off the rails. Now, as I’m sure you know, my year has got a match later this afternoon, and while most of you will turn up and support anyway, I want all of you there.
