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following the 9–1 defeat and the Wilson family were getting ready for a PTA Quiz Night at Parkview School. ‘I don’t think it would be much fun playing at the moment,’ said TJ. ‘Mr Potter hasn’t got a clue about how to run a football team.’
    ‘You mustn’t disrespect your teachers, TJ,’ frowned his mum.
    ‘And it’s the team that matters,’ added his dad. ‘Not how much fun TJ Wilson has. That football team has helped to make Parkview into a great school, and the team needs its best players on the pitch. That’s what we should be thinking about. Now come on, everyone. We’re going to be late.’
    When they arrived at the school lots of people had arrived already. Jamie’s family were sitting at the table next to TJ’s. ‘I reckon Rob’s team will win,’ Jamie said. ‘Rob knows everything about sport, and Rob’s dad looks like he probably knows about everything else!’
    ‘I’m not so sure,’ said TJ. ‘Look at Mrs Logan and Mr Potter. They look like they mean business. And they’ve got Miss Berry too.’
    The quiz was just about to start when the door opened and Mr Burrows entered with his team. ‘Look,’ exclaimed Jamie. ‘It’s Marshall Jones. And Mr Wood.’
    It took a while for the excitement to die down. Even though the Parkview mums and dads were getting used to seeing Marshall Jones at events like this, his arrival always caused a stir. ‘Welcome, everyone,’ said Mr Coggins, the school caretaker, finally. He was quizmaster for the evening. ‘The first round is all about TV catch phrases. Off we go.’
    Some of the teams did quite badly in the quiz but they had a great time anyway.
    ‘We have a tie for first place,’ Mr Coggins said when he had checked all the answers. ‘With a score of thirty-nine out of forty we have Mrs Logan’s team, and the Grant family.’
    ‘We were both right about the winners,’ TJ said to Jamie.
    ‘We have a sudden death decider,’ Mr Coggins announced. ‘The first team to get an answer wrong is the loser.’
    ‘Like a penalty shoot-out,’ said Jamie. ‘Go on, Rob. You can do it.’
    ‘First question,’ said Mr Coggins. ‘Only two teams have won the FA Cup ten times or more. Name the teams.’
    There was a buzz of chatter. On the other side of the room Marshall and Mr Wood were both shaking their heads. But Rob was smiling.
    ‘Of course!’ said TJ. ‘Rob was bound to know.’
    ‘Right,’ said Mr Coggins. ‘The answer is that Manchester United have eleven wins, and the other team, with ten wins is . . . Arsenal!’
    Rob’s mum and dad patted him on the back, but Mr Potter was on his feet. ‘That can’t be right,’ he said. ‘I’m sure it’s Tottenham.’
    TJ saw Miss Berry mutter ‘I told you.’ Then he heard Rob’s voice. ‘Tottenham have won eight times,’ he said. ‘The last time was in 1991. They’re very good in the Cup, and when they’ve got to the final they’ve only lost once.’
    ‘Absolutely right,’ said Mr Coggins. ‘Congratulations to the Grant family!’
    ‘Great stuff, Rob,’ said Marshall, coming over to join them. ‘You’re like a walking football encyclopaedia!’
    Rob went bright red and his dad ruffled his hair.
    ‘Excuse me,’ Mr Potter said, edging awkwardly up to Marshall and Mr Wood, and ignoring Rob and his dad. ‘I wonder if I could have a word, Mr Jones? I’m Adrian Potter. I’m the PE teacher here now. I . . . er . . . wondered if you’d mind giving our team a bit of help some time?’
    ‘Me?’ said Marshall with a smile. ‘I’m no coach. You’ve got a top-class coach here already , if you ask me. A tactical genius.’
    ‘Really?’ asked Mr Potter, looking confused.
    ‘That’s right,’ said Marshall. ‘Young Rob here. Best assistant any manager could wish for. Isn’t that right, Johnny?’
    Mr Wood nodded and extended a hand to Mr Potter. ‘I’m Johnny Wood,’ he said. ‘Pleased to meet you, Mr Potter. Rob has been very helpful, it’s true. But I’m