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... n biting just enough to remind him: this is real. The scoreboard still glared: Palmeiras 0 – 2 Bragantino. The fans murmured in uneasy rhythm, that space between hope and resignation.

But the ball had started listening to him.

Minute 60: he broke down the flank with a delayed burst, Rafael feeding him a slide-rule pass between the left back and center half. Thiago didn’t waste it—he took a tight touch to wrong-foot the defender and squared across the box. The cut-back missed Nand ...

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