Richard wore a serious expression as he walked toward the Manchester City locker room.
Alongside him, the tunnel stretched like a narrow, dimly lit corridor, the walls lined with intimidating reminders of Inter Milan's presence. Large banners hung deliberately in the away section, each one emblazoned with the names and numbers of Inter players—carefully chosen to provoke and unsettle.
It was clear that Inter had intentionally curated this display to play on the away team's nerves, a subtle yet ruthless reminder of their dominance in the game so far.
"Psychological strategy." Richard nodded as he decided that, for the new stadium, he would also follow this strategy.
When he arrived, he immediately found the door already half open. He had already notified the staff about his arrival.
Inside, he walked past each player, assessing their mental state, and felt unsatisfied when he confirmed that their fighting spirit was low.
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