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... The corridors beneath Wembley were still — just the hush of rubber soles on polished tile and the soft echo from empty rows above.
Two hours to kickoff.
Tristan walked beside Gary Neville, half-zipped in his England warm-up top, a ball tucked under his arm. Sweat cooled beneath his base layer, fine and itchy along his ribs, but the adrenaline hadn’t faded. Not here. Not at Wembley. It never did.
They emerged from the tunnel into the towering seats wrapped in early-evenin ...
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