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... uggish, eyes barely open, the players had spilled off the plane like survivors of some unseen battle. Even the airport’s fluorescent lighting seemed too harsh for them. The jokes were quieter now, the swagger replaced with a more modest shuffle. Luggage wheels squeaked softly over polished floors. What energy had carried them through the chaos of the San Siro, the post-match pressers, the rollercoasters, and the bumper cars had finally run dry, somewhere between passport control and the tarmac. ...
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