Chapter 237: The Day After
December 18, 2010
The training field was still covered with a thin layer of frost. The cold air felt sharp and stung the Crawley players' lungs as they gathered for their recovery session after the Bournemouth match.
The morning felt slow and steady. Thomas guided the players through easy jogging and stretching, his voice clear. The players looked tired and their shoulders slightly lower and their steps shorter but they were still in good spirits after yesterday's win.
They picked their steps carefully, stretching and jogging lightly, mindful of recovery over intensity. Even though their bodies felt heavy, there was a sense of satisfaction in the group, knowing their hard work had paid off.
Ellis sat on a wooden bench after the cool-down, his breath visible in the cold as he watched the reserve players and substitutes play a light passing game. His legs felt heavy, still sore from working hard against Bournemouth's pressure.
