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Mourinho leaned forward, resting his fists on the table, voice dropping to a dangerous calm.
"Either you walk out there for the second half and show Istanbul you have pride...
or you walk out there and confirm what every critic says about you.
You choose."
No one spoke.
Boots squeaked faintly as players shifted under the weight of his glare.
The players emerged from the tunnel to a thunderous wall of noise that defied the scoreboard.
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