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... h minute.
The cross came from Dalot—deep, looping.
Nathan rose to meet it.
His timing was off, but he leapt anyway.
He twisted mid-air and craned his neck—
THUNK!!
The ball struck his forehead and veered, not toward goal but somewhere between Row Z and the moon.
The crowd groaned in unison.
"Bloody hell..." someone muttered behind the dugout.
Nathan landed and staggered a step, half-expecting applau ...
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