Shameless Exposure

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Author: Robert Fanshaw
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cleavage, and spoke quietly. “I’ve been looking at South America. It’s almost virgin territory. If we don’t get in there now, the bloody Americans will clean up. Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean…”
    Andreas laughed at her gaff. “Hey, I like your style. What are you doing this evening?” Bingo, the cocktail invitation she was hoping for.
    “Do you like soccer?” he continued. “One of my pals can’t come to the game this evening.”
    “Who’s playing?”
    “Tottenham Hotspurs. Our boy Clint plays for them.”
    “You have a son?”
    “No, I mean he’s a Yank like me. All the Americans in London go to see him play. He’s a genius.”
    “Well thanks for the invitation but probably I should get home. I don’t spend much time there these days. Hang on a minute; I’ve just remembered Robert’s going to watch his team play tonight. Somewhere called White Hart Lane.”
    “Oh no, don’t tell me your husband supports Manchester United. What about you? Who do you support?”
    “Well, no-one actually. Football… soccer wasn’t a big thing in Devon. I was more of a hockey girl.”
    “Great game, hockey. I didn’t know you had rinks over here.”
    “Rinks? No we used to play in a field. Is it different now?”
    “I guess it must be.” They lapsed into a mystified silence.
    Andreas slapped his thigh to break the deadlock. “Well if your husband is at the game you might as well come too. But you probably won’t see him. They keep the supporters separate in this country for some reason. And you can tell me more about your idea for South America at half time.”
     
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    She was escorted into the football ground by a bodyguard of strong jawed Americans. Andreas’s pals were, like him, ex-patriot executives. They joked and laughed like teenagers, excited about a few hours away from work, though still with one eye on incoming emails on their smartphones. They pulled her leg about her fancy attire but enjoyed having a female to show off to. The first glimpse of the pitch as they walked up from the concourse into the stadium took Caroline’s breath away.
    “Gosh, I wish my lawn looked like that.” The grass, sprayed with water to make the ball zip and lit with thousand kilowatt floodlights, sparked like a phosphorescent sea. But once the game had started she decided it was not a lawn, it was a stage. The actors were clearly playing to the audience, crashing to the ground like wrestlers, pulling pantomime expressions. They clutched their ankles as if in terrible pain, only to jump to their feet ten seconds later, running the length of the field as if nothing was wrong.
    She had to sit on a tiny seat squashed next to Andreas and in the middle of the Clint Dempsey supporters club. She tugged at her skirt but the fact was her legs were on show in the freezing night air. She was so close to Andreas that it was impossible for their legs not to touch. He patted her knee every time something significant happened on the pitch.
    She could see a few other women in the crowd but it smelt of men. A rough good humour threatened to turn into something more aggressive at any moment. Someone fell over on the pitch and she heard some very rude words, spoken as if no woman was within earshot. She scanned the stand next to theirs, a sea of red and white, hoping to see Robert. She wished she had agreed to go to a game with him at least once before because at least she would have some idea what was going on.
    A man in yellow shirt seemed to be important. He had two assistants, one with a ponytail, who didn’t come onto the field but ran up and down the side. The one on the field blew loudly on a whistle all the time and gesticulated like a French traffic policeman. He pointed, he shook his head, and occasionally marched towards one of the players brandishing a piece of coloured cardboard. When this happened, the audience either booed or cheered, but she had no idea why.
    She had refused Robert’s invitations of the

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