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... ar of the crowd echoed like thunder as Nate sprinted down the pitch, the ball glued to his feet. Behind him, Chelsea’s defenders tore after him, lungs burning, desperate to close the gap. Max, grimacing with every step, limped forward, eyes locked on Nate, determined to cut off the attack.
Nate’s heart hammered. The stadium blurred, every second stretching longer, the weight of a thousand eyes pressing down. With one final burst, he launched a fierce pass toward Max, who was closing in f ...
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