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... quietly, without taking his eyes off the pitch.
"They wouldn’t listen," I mumbled, the excuse sounding feeble even to my own ears. "They’ve got no focus. No discipline."
"They’re tired, Danny," he said, his voice surprisingly gentle.
"They’ve just come off a ten-hour shift on a building site or in the back of a van. They’re not professional footballers. They’re here for a kickabout with their mates, a bit of a laugh. You came in here with your cones and your diagrams, tal ...
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