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... eaking into light, running with perfect timing, the ball dropping into his path as if delivered by fate itself.
"Pedri’s there! PEDEERIIIIII!" Drury’s voice cracked with urgency, climbing above the wall of noise as the ball bounced once on the grass, rising like an offering, inviting destiny.
And then, he struck it as it fell, body perfectly balanced, boot slicing through the air, unflinching, the sound sharp enough to cut through sixty thousand voices as the bal ...
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