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... eek of the course. The dynamic had shifted. I was no longer the non-league kid, the outsider, the fraud. I was called Walshy.
The lad with the good football brain. The one who’d stood up to the ex-pro and earned a nod of respect from Mike Phelan. It was a small thing, a subtle change in the atmosphere, but it made all the difference.
On Monday morning, as I walked into the lecture theatre, Graham waved me over to sit next to him. "Alright, Walshy," he said, using the nickname tha ...
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