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... rning carried that strange mix of nerves and damp English weather—fog curling low over the Crawley car park, dew on the grass, and the metallic tang of anticipation that settled in Niels's chest the second he woke up.
He got in early. before Milan. Before the players. He needed the quiet time. Just him, the tactics board, and the clunky old coffeemaker sputtering like it hated being awake too.
The away trip to Mansfield wasn't glamorous. Their pitch had more sand than soil. The s ...
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