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... to collapse under the weight of it. Their players froze for only a heartbeat—just long enough to process the shift in gravity—before the bench erupted into motion.
Their manager was already on the touchline, his jacket half off, veins rising on his neck as he roared orders in sharp bursts of German. He jabbed fingers toward the flanks, then waved his arms like a conductor on fire—forward, forward, forward.
Rapid's midfield line squeezed tighter, their shape shrinking like a coil ...
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