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... t the ground hum beneath his cleats as James nudged the ball gently toward him.
He took a calm touch, the ball settling like an old companion at his foot. Across the field, the white team buzzed with intensity. Leon’s eyes automatically picked out the familiar glowing numbers above their heads.
The central midfielder, a wiry kid named Alex, had numbers hovering over him: Potential: 88, Current: 67. He moved with a quiet efficiency, his eyes always tracking the ball. A tough oppon ...
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