TOP BINS ALERT! 🤯💥 | Soccer AM vs Salford City fans

The class of 92 are watching, and one of them sent you a good luck message. Ah, it's nice, Tom. Good luck, Salford City fans, and make sure you do unbelievably well with those volleys. I'll be watching. Might not be. Why did you put a black in me? He didn't fancy it. Cheers to that, anyway, Gary. Right, no pressure, lads. I suggest you go and get yourselves set. Go on. Let's have a little chat with the bully. Look, my team's gone. Yeah, talk us through your team. I mean, who's doing the business for you today? Is it me? John. The 23 goals for. Relax. All right. Time will come. Tommy Adelson. I know where the top bin is. That's it. End of. Game over. Only these three shots, this, man. Yeah. OK. Excellent. Rules are simple. Score as many volleys as you can in one minute. Top bin any stage. It seems fine. It doubles. Score will be doubled. That's all we're going for. Top bins. All right. Get yourself over here, guys, please. Salford fans, get yourselves ready. OK, boys. Make sure you run round here, please, when you've had your volley. In three, two, one. Oh, it comes off sharp. It comes off sharp. Oh, they've gone. Lefty. It ain't a good start. Better. Oh! He's an effort by the way. Right in the man. Tell you what. Double a zero ain't a lot, John. What's come to? Double a nothing ain't a lot. Oh, what a save! Keep it up. Oh, Solomon. What a save. Round the trampoline. Now, half volley. Half volley, John. No, can't have that. No, unlucky. What? What's your name again, mate? Rhys. Let's have a little look at this. A little moment of magic. Look at the cheddar on his barnet. Unfortunately, you think you'd get more for that. You think you'd get more for that. But six. You got six, lads. Go on, Soccer Ed. We need this. Tom, good start. In there, boys. Thank you very much. Good start. Come on. Two goals early. Get on it early. Here we go. Seven to win. Come on. 60 seconds on the clock, please. I don't want to lose, Tom. Seriously. OK, on my whistle. In three, two, one. Concentrate. Let's go, Tom. Good start. Straight at him, Tom. Get round the trampoline, Tom. Boys, we're struggling. Go on, then. Come on, Al. Go on, Al. Go on, then. Go on, I need you. Go on, Rhysy. Rhys is an animal. Oh, no. Oh, my God. Yes, Tom. Yes, Tommy boy. Get on it. Get on it early, Tubesy. Oh, the two brothers. Show your feet off. That is awful. Oh, Rhysy. What's this? Machine. Looks like it's just come out of Mad Max. Oh, we're struggling. Tom, I need some from you, Tom. Yes, go on, then. Here we go. Watch this. Get on. Oh, the old shim roller. Rhysy, Mad Max. You've been, Tom. Dear me. Awful performance. You could be getting a call next week, Jonathan. Rattle by the top, can I? Might be. Let me have a think about it. Every cloud. Oh, there's a few people I need to have a word with here. Yeah, it was poor. It was poor. Yeah. It was poor. I mean, there's no one. No one. Rhys is wild. But a top bid. OK. Scots are on doors. Solve for two. Soccer M6. Who's the winner? It was always the winner.