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... pitch below, Michael found himself in the quiet solitude of his new office.
It still felt like he was borrowing it.
The chair was too soft, the desk too large, and the silence was unnerving.
He spent the first hour watching the training session from his window, a godlike perch from which he could see the intricate patterns of Arthur’s drills and, more importantly, the glowing numbers above his players’ heads.
He watched Jamie Weston [PA 89] get di ...
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