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... s unfolded across the pitch, in a way that made the entire stadium hold its breath for a moment that felt like it might last forever.
Barely a minute had ticked off the clock, and already Lecce, dressed in their blood-red home kits, were on the front foot, as if they had been waiting all week just for this exact moment, under these exact lights.
It all started with Krstovic pressing Atalanta’s centre-back like a man possessed, like a wolf that had caught the scent of fear and was ...
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