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The dressing room felt like a tomb. The roar from the Sunderland fans outside echoed like distant thunder, but inside, there was nothing but silence. The players were scattered—some sitting with their heads in their hands, others pacing, staring at the floor, or clutching water bottles like they were lifelines. No one spoke. The weight of the 2-0 scoreline was heavy, suffocating.
Niels stood at the back of the room, his arms folded, watching the team. His heart pounded, bu ...
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