Date: Saturday, 7 February 2026Location: MKM Stadium
The wind at MKM Stadium didn't swirl—it pressed. A low, constant push that made the banners twitch but never fly. Jake stood near the edge of his box, coat zipped to the collar, one hand in his pocket, the other adjusting the strap of his watch without checking the time. He didn't need to.
He could read the tempo from the way Holloway tapped his studs into the turf. From the way Rasmussen moved his arms when he wasn't getting the ball. From the tiny moment before kickoff when Richter rolled his neck once, eyes narrowing—not to intimidate, but to center himself.
This wasn't a storm. It was a test of discipline. Hull were 19th, bruised and brittle, but still dangerous—especially when ignored.
Jake had said it flat in the tunnel.
"They want you to crawl. You run. And when they drop deep, you go through."
It wasn't poetry. It was blueprint.
