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... bbon of mist hovered above the grass when Amani arrived for the morning U‑17 session. Zoudenbalch looked almost theatrical in the new sun: a gauze of dew over emerald blades, breath‑puffs curling from every mouth, boots clicking briskly on the concrete walkway. Sparrows hopped along the stand roof, chirping like over‑excited commentators.
On pitch 3, Coach Pronk had the group boxed into a forty‑by‑thirty‑meter grid, six‑a‑side rondo with two floaters. Amani wore the yellow bib and, as us ...
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