Sing looked at the old monk, still as a statue, eyes closed. “What about the chef?”
“He won’t come,” Sing said.
From the kitchen came a crash, a sizzle, and a flying wok that embedded itself in the wall. A stout man in an apron emerged, twirling a ladle. “Someone say tournament ?” Shaolin Soccer English Subtitles Dvdrip 11
“Then we lose. And the bulldozers come Tuesday.”
“You expect me to pass to a goalkeeper who meditates instead of blocking shots?” asked Sing, the team’s reluctant striker. Sing looked at the old monk, still as a statue, eyes closed
A washed-up Shaolin disciple must recruit the strangest team ever seen—including a 60-year-old nun and a dim sum chef who fights with frying pans—to win a street soccer tournament and save their temple from demolition.
The Eleventh Player
“He’s not meditating,” replied Mui, their master’s daughter. “He’s calculating the spin of the ball using the I Ching . He hasn’t missed a save in eleven years.”
The eleventh player was the problem. Their scroll of ancient names had ten. Legend said the eleventh was a “shadow” — someone who had already given up kung fu. Sing knew who: his older brother, now a depressed librarian who shelved books with perfect Tai Chi form. A stout man in an apron emerged, twirling a ladle