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... heaved, sweat dripping down his neck as adrenaline began to fade.
For a brief second, he looked ready to lie down, to let it all go.
The stadium was a blur of noise and tension; bodies scattered, lungs emptied.
But football didn’t wait, and Jules Kounde knew that.
Before anyone could gather themselves, he seized the ball, his throw snapping like a whip toward Lamine Yamal on the right.
The teenager’s eyes were sharp, alive as he took a touch to steady and ...
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