The second group... those who had played less or not at all, were on the pitch doing a sharp, intense session under Kevin Bray's supervision.
The heat was punishing, but the energy was high. Connor Blake was running patterns with Nya Kirby, the two of them working on the combination play that had produced the third goal the night before.
Blake was still visibly buzzing from his finish, that rising shot into the roof of the net, and he was channelling it into the session with a focused, almost manic energy. Kirby, quieter and more measured, kept finding him with passes that were a fraction too early, forcing Blake to adjust his run.
"Again," Kirby said each time. "Again."
At half past nine, I called a halt to both groups and brought everyone together on the pitch.
"Before we start the debrief," I said, "I want to introduce someone properly."
