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Author: A.Silver
last update publish date: 2026-04-30 07:44:03

Andre's POV

One week to Wood work.

That was the number I woke up with and the number I carried through breakfast and the drive to the facility and the tape job and the walk out to the pitch. Win today. Win the next. Then the Wolves in the qualifying round and Wood Work on the other side of it. Seven days and two results standing between me and a week in the national forest that I had been thinking about since the first whistle of the first game this season.

I was focused. Sharp. Exactly wher
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