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... , was a sound of frustration for Barnsley.
They were furious. They were hungry. They wanted more.
Michael made his way down to the home dressing room, his heart a frantic, joyous, pounding drum. He didn’t go in. He just stood in the corridor, a silent guardian, and listened.
He could hear them inside. There was just the low, dangerous, focused voice of his one-legged general, Arthur Milton.
"It’s 3-0," Arthur was saying, his voice a low, gravelly rasp.
"An ...
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