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... a relentless crash course in Dutch football's cold, unforgiving language.
Every session hammered home the same truth. This wasn't just a game here; it was a science.
Every pass had a purpose. Every run had layers — a fake, a decoy, a trigger for something that wouldn't happen until three passes later.
Back home in Malindi, football had been pure chaos, where instinct was king. You chased the ball like a hungry stray chasing scraps like a hungry lion, and if you were faste ...
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