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He had no instructions.
What could he possibly say?
"Lads, could you please remember which goal we’re shooting at?"
Or
"Kenny, the referee is not a valid passing option!"
His team was playing with the tactical discipline of a herd of cats that had just discovered catnip.
The Burton Albion players, to their credit, looked almost embarrassed to be taking part.
They would tackle an Apex player, win the ball, and then look around, wai ...
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