[Wigan Dressing Room, Wembley.]
The players, the moment they entered the room, hadn't hesitated to hit the showers.
It was an out for them. A brief moment to collect their thoughts, and as they stepped out, one could tell it had done it for them.
Some applied pomade, others just sat still, but no one was really talking.
After a while, the players came through the tunnel in ones and twos, now changed into joggers and hoodies and whatever they'd brought to travel back in.
The same tunnels and walkways that they had found short when they were entering the stadium some hours ago now felt longer.
Eventually, they exited and made their way towards the underground parking lot, and when they got there, Dawson was already seated.
He'd chosen his seat at the front and left the rest of the space to the other staff who had come with them.
The players filed in gradually and found their spots without much discussion.
