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... e goal.
"Dude—let’s do the celebration," he said, almost bouncing.
Julian’s lips curved. Oh, right. The bet.
He sprang toward the corner flag, boots pounding against the turf.
The home stands erupted—not with cheers, but with a sharp, confused roar. San Dimas supporters leaned over the rail, some booing, some shouting half-laughing insults.
The sound wasn’t warm; it was the restless noise of a crowd watching an outsider take center stage on their field. ...
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