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The Chancer plays for the company team. He is the late addition. He plays in goals. In the lead up to this last game they have hit a problem with strips. Strips sponsored by the company haven't arrived, but a photographer will be taking pictures for the company magazine. How has this become my problem, he moaned. The answer is the usual, because he can't resist getting involved. Because with a nod and a wink he is your man, he has to be. The morning after, everything resolved. They got the strips, the got the photos, they won the game, they got the trophy. There they all in the photos, standing proudly with the shield, with their personal trophies. And slap bang in the middle, the chancer, looking like goofy, with a cheese and pickle sandwich hanging out his mouth while everyone else looks cool and professional. Oh no, he moans, flips to the next picture, where you can see him chewing. In the next picture, again everyone standing nice, and he appears to be chewing the ear of someone standing in front of him. Then the next one where is actually behaving himself, but instead, someone is holding a baby over their head.