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... rp enough to cut, but heavy enough to settle deep into the bones. Floodlights spilled down in thick beams, catching the slow mist rising off the pitch. In the dugout, Jake Wilson zipped his jacket higher and watched Coventry's players line up across the halfway line, shoulders already tense.
Fresh from the FA Cup demolition, Bradford stood taller tonight. Sharper.
No fear in the air. Just intent.
Jake glanced once toward the far sideline where Silva flexed his calves, qui ...
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