"I don't see a team of champions in here," he sneered.
"I see a group of scared little boys who have forgotten how to fight. Lazio is not just beating you on the scoreboard; they are beating you in your hearts."
He walked over to a devastated-looking Alessandro Bastoni. "You," he said, his voice a sharp crack. "You think you are the only one who has made a mistake this season? You think redemption comes easy? You earn it! You earn it by fighting until you cannot feel your legs!"
He turned to the rest of the team.
"Forty-five minutes," he roared, his voice suddenly exploding with a raw, primal passion that made every player flinch.
