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The Village. Please correct my mistakes. Continuation. ...They went on watching the second semi-final game in the pub. Someone tried talking, maybe that voice came from the tablet by which they watched the game, but Damien slept deeply. Suddenly the table shook after the great hit. At once Damien opened his eyes. He saw Billy Bright. "We barely went to the away game as you managed to get drunk!" Billy roared. That moment Damien understood that he was lying face down on the table. There were two more people, lyings on the table in the same position. Those were Dave and Pavel."Wonderful. We came to the pub to relax, to watch both semi-final games, to drink a little beer, butwe've got on the tear instead of that. With our innkeeper. Increadible!" Damien thought. "What time is it?" "Early morning." "Who won in the second couple?" "East Village. With the score of 4:0. The final won't be easy for us. So come to life, the next training will be tomorrow." Bill replied. "Of cource" "One more thing. We won't play in league matches until the end of the season. our childrengarten will play instead of us. We'll concentrate on the cup." Bill said. "Will they manage?" "I don't give a f..k. We are already the champions of the league. Let they lose all matches, we must win the cup."

Please, tell me about different slang expressions of "to get drunk" To get drunk, to get drunk more than enough, to be very drunk. How to say these and other expressions?

The Village. One more semi-final game. Please, correct my mistakes It started raining so we went to the pub to watch the game. Dave brought us a couple of beer. After a half an hour the game started. Pavel swithed his tablet on and we began watching. I dreamed to take part in the game so I felt like I was on the pitch, watching that translation. F..king common cold! Due to this sickness I didn't go to Liverpool! Well, the only thing that I could do at that moment was watching the game. I couldn't explain what was going on then. Perhaps I overturned more pints of beer than needed, but I saw Johnson's double by the twelfth minute. "How does he do this shit? You often meet him, maybe you're able to explain, commie?" I asked. "Commie. Infinite joke!" "Take it easy, I'm just joking." "Then imagine something original instead of repeat the same rubbish again and again. Well, as far as I know Tommy takes the training process seriously. I know, this sounds unbelievable as he likes to get drunk. But he often runs crosses after the trainings. So we can see the result." The game finished with the score of 4:1. However we harly hoped on draw before the game started. "Seven O'clock. Do you want to watch Arsenal-Chelsea?" I asked Pavel. "Do you find this interesting?" "What do you mean?" "Rangers against East Village. I'm absolutelly sure that this match is more important for us. They begin right now. We have to figure out who we will get in the final." I though that he was strange before.Local pride. What could he know about this? I didn't know. Maybe I was wrong. "This is exactly what we need." I just replied.

The crown. Chapter 2. Please, correct my mistakes When Paxton got enough condition to tell us the story, we were curious what he would say. "I like old buildings. One holiday I visited this town. I walked on my bike in the streets of the town. Suddenly I got to an interesting Church. There was a title in the front wall of the Church. "What is this?" I asked a bad smelling wanderer who was roving there and back. "Don't even think about this! Give me peanuts and then I'll tell you a story about the three crowns!" "How much?" "5 pounds would be enough!" "Go and bathe in the sea to get sober. I'll find it out myself." "All right! 1 pound!" "Done. So what should I know about that?" It was obviously that Paxton couldn't choose words to tell us what happened then. One mug of ale followed after another, but he couldn't concentrate. A half and hour later we understood that it was a failed deal so we brought and put him on one of beds till he get sober. "It's OK. I assume he got nervious. I hope he will finish the story tomorrow." I said.

The Village. Part 2. "Before the semi-final". Please, correct my mistakes. I don't know what the heck had drawn me to go swimming on one cold April day. Anyway I caught a cold so I won't go to Liverpool. Lying in my bed I imagine as the bus is going upon the interstate to take part in The North West Counties Cup semi-final game. Ah, the game will be going without my participation! A few hours later I'm getting tired to lie in bed. I leave my flat and go to our field. When I approach the field I see Pavel, sitting on the central trubune. He has played for our club for several seasons, but I've almost not takled to him for all this time. He seems the strange person to me. "Long live world revolution!" I try scoffing at him. "Very funny! Did you imagine this yourself or someone suggested you?" He answers. This moment I notice that he hold a tablet in his hands. "Are you watching a movie?" "No, I'm going to watch the game?" "Let me guess. Arsenal-Chelsea? Or Liverpool-Watford?" "The second version is closer. I will watch the match with Liverpool's participation. Another Liverpool." "How did you manage?" "I just know where to look for. Internet is powerful invention". "I want to watch the game too." "No problem. Let's go to the pub. It's getting cold and rainy."

The Crown. Chapter 1. Please, correct my mistakes Long and I was sitting at the table and drinking ale in our room in a hotel when this strange man broke through the doorway. His eyes were big, his facial expression was mad. At the beginning I couldn't understand what was going on. "Excuse me" the man said. "Come in!" Long said "And tell us what happened" "I'm.. I'm afraid" the man answered. "Why? I asked. "..." "What is your name?" "Paxton. I'm not sure that I should tell you about it... You don't know me." "I know, but you can believe us. Sit down and have a drink." Paxton couldn't starting his story untill he got drunk enough.Then he started his story.

The Village. "The derby begins. Part 2". Please, correct my mistakes. Part 2. ...Well, the game was going on, Bill Meadow and Rod were swearing at each other. Meanwhile the score was 5:1 in our favour. Johnson couldn't stop, he ran there and back. Afterr the seventieth minute the waterfall began flowing. Denny, Pavel, Matt... Full time was 8-1. "Well done, guys! I proud of you!" Captain said. "Blind idiot! Look who we defeated! A crowd of fagots." Bill Meadow replied. They went on swearing at each other. Some of the rivals tried to cry something about the following game. Certaintly, we didn't give a f..k about that. Only Bill Bright who didn't take part in the game, cried back: "Where is your f..king United?" "Easy walk. I scheduled a training at tomorrow's evening. Semi-final waits for us". Rod said.

The Village. Part two. "The derby begins" The time had come, we went to the field to take part in the historical game. That was the first derby of our village. United. That's how they called own club which was founded some days ago. We had not figure out how many clubs they could unite. Moreover our club were the only in our village until these days. When the referee was blowing starting whistle our captain was already on the bench. Rod decided not to play. He also made some strange exchanges in the starting line up. So our fat keeper Bill Meadow got to the attacking line and a young guy who most of us even didn't know was pointed to defend our goal.. Very funny. At the fifteenth minute the rival managed to tear our defend. It was very uninspectable turn of events for us. By that moment our small stadium was filled so we saw a little claret-blue sea. It gave us more power for struggling as we got who were the main characters today. By the end of the first time Tommy had broken through the enemy's defend for many times, but everytime they beat him in his feet. After one of such episodes he scored from the free kick. We went to have a rest with the shamefull score 1:1. After getting scolding from Rod we return to the field being inspired. I didn't understand what changed, but the score was 5:1 by the sixtyth minute. Tommy coudn't stop. Then Denny Kelly went in instead of Billy who didn't use running there and back again.His face looked very tired. After this substitution Bill opened a bottle of beer. "You can't drink!" Rod said. "You made me running for seventy minutes. So piss off, idiot." Billy replied. The game went on...