Alex looked up.
"You add support beams, Sir," Alex said. "Triangulation. It distributes the load."
"Correct," Professor Beam nodded. "Strength in numbers."
Mark sat next to Alex. He was wearing a hard hat and a tool belt. He was building a tower out of pencils.
"I AM BOB THE BUILDER!" Mark whispered loudly. "CAN WE FIX IT? YES WE CAN! I AM FIXING THE MIDFIELD!"
"Mark," Alex whispered. "You are just stacking pencils."
"It is a metaphor!" Mark insisted. "This pencil is Rice. This pencil is Odegaard. And this broken pencil is me because I am dangerous!"
The lecture ended.
Alex packed his bag.
Support beams. Triangulation.
He would need them tonight.
Manchester City. The Etihad Stadium. Champions League Quarter Final. Second Leg.
Pep Guardiola would be angry. He hated losing. Especially to his former student, Steve.
Alex walked out to the car park.
Milo was waiting.
Milo was dressed as... a Demolition Expert.
