The journey to Eindhoven carried with it the weight of a season's ambitions. PSV, the defending champions, represented the sternest test yet of Utrecht's title credentials. The Philips Stadion, with its intimidating atmosphere and rich history, was exactly the kind of venue where championships were won or lost. It was a cauldron of noise and passion, a place that had crushed the dreams of many visiting teams before they even stepped onto the pitch.
Amani sat quietly on the team bus, his headphones blocking out the nervous chatter of his teammates as they approached the stadium. The System had been working overtime to analyze PSV's recent performances, and the data painted a picture of a team that was wounded but far from beaten.
