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... oom air still clung to Niels like static—dry, tense, unspoken things crackling just under the surface. He stepped outside into the fading afternoon light, file tucked under his arm, his thoughts somewhere far beyond Crawley.
Oxford United.
Two divisions up. A team with full-time analysts, proper facilities, and players with Football League wages. Crawley wasn't supposed to beat teams like that. But that didn't mean they couldn't.
The cold wind bit at his collar as he cros ...
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