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... adrid! ¡Madrid!", shaking the air as the scoreboard blinked to 2–0.
[Arsenal’s Bench]
"Izan, you’re on"
"Finally," Izan muttered, tugging off his warm-up bib with that grin that made the whole bench laugh.
"You better fix this, hero boy," Nwaneri said.
"Relax," Izan replied, flashing a grin as he jogged to the line.
He tossed aside the bib, running a hand through his hair before pulling on the shirt that had just been hand ...
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