Chapter 168: Waiting for Tomorrow
November 12th, 2010
The bus ride to the airport felt like a dream drifting by.
Everyone was worn out, running on leftover adrenaline and inside jokes that barely earned a laugh.
The energy from the morning's training had faded, leaving behind the quiet fatigue of a team on the move.
Liam McCulloch, always the steady leader, sat up front talking softly with Reece Darby.
They were going over a new tactic they'd been refining nothing flashy, just focused and matter-of-fact.
There was no nervous speculation in their voices, no "what ifs."
It wasn't about hoping things would work.
It was about knowing they would.
The flight had its own kind of silence heavier, and more reflective.
Most of the players had dozed off, headphones in or heads leaned against the windows, each of them wrapped up in their own thoughts.
