1st February, 2014Without hesitation, I immediately went around to Maury’s house and was let in by the butler. Maury was having a continental breakfast which included freshly baked croissants and a pot of coffee—all smelt mighty fine.
MAURY: Morning Stanley. Care for a croissant?
STANLEY: Yes, no. Wait, those two Russian players you bought…
MAURY: They’re still warm.
STANLEY: They’ve gone already!
MAURY: What? The croissants? No, they’re still here in this basket.
STANLEY: I mean the Russians. They were bought last night, then you loaned them to Zenit Saint Petersburg and Spartak Moscow, respectively.
MAURY: Alexander wanted to help out a couple of struggling Russian clubs, what’s wrong with that? He’s got a huge wallet, that man.
STANLEY: This is very fishy.
MAURY: That’ll be the
