Chapter 173: The New Day
November 14th, 2010
After they got home, they went straight to bed, exhausted from the long day.
But the peace didn't last long.
The next morning, something felt off.
When they arrived at Crawley Town's training ground, a place that was usually calm, almost hidden away behind a thin wire fence and the quiet, green hills of Sussex there was a strange tension in the air.
It wasn't the usual pre-match nerves or training focus.
This was different.
A cluster of reporters and photographers had gathered at the entrance, their cameras flashing, microphones ready.
They weren't there for the game.
They were waiting for answers.
Every player who stepped out of their car was met with a barrage of questions, their quiet routine suddenly thrown into chaos.
The team bus, which used to just be a simple part of their routine, a quiet symbol of their modest life in football now felt like a shield.
