Chapter 147: The Weight of a Secret
Monday, 4 October, 2010
The morning air at the training ground felt crisp and refreshing nothing like the week before. Their win over Gillingham had been more than just a result, it was a much-needed mental reset.
The energy in the air wasn't just because they'd won, it was because their team spirit had come back to life.
The players were laughing and joking again, the kind of playful banter that had been missing was now back in full swing.
It was a clear sign that the team had found its identity again, and their confidence was starting to return.
The passing drills had a new rhythm to them. Jamal Osei and Tom Whitehall were rock-solid in midfield, exchanging quick, sharp one-touch passes, a quiet sign of the chemistry building between them.
Thiago, grinning cheekily, slipped the ball through Reece Darby's legs, earning a playful shove and a round of laughter from the others.
