"Ey up pal, is that Brentford?"
"Yes Gavna"
"Sell us Egan will tha?"
"Dunno mayte, it'w cost ya"
"Ah much?"
"Weeellll he's a proper fackin goer innee, know what a mean? Gonna be your club record fee plus a fuckload of undisclosed"
"Oreyt cock, we'll write thi a reyt big cheque nah"
"Noice one sparra, mind how you go yeah"
*Puts phone down*
"Hehehe, fackin norvern mugs!"
Our Director of Football is a Geordie.
