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Chapter 435: Europa League GS II: Epic
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... > The dressing room celebrations were brief and professional handshakes, quiet words, the muffled satisfaction of men who had done something extraordinary and were too exhausted to shout about it.
Sakho sat in the corner, a towel over his head, his massive chest still heaving. Dann was having his ribs strapped by the medical staff, wincing slightly but refusing painkillers.
Hennessey was sitting with his gloves still on, the quiet ritual of a goalkeeper who wouldn’t take them off ...
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