ACT 5 OF VOLUME 1
The final day of the season arrived with a cold, grey Manchester sky. The air was thick with tension, a metallic tang of fear and hope that clung to the back of your throat.
This was it. The culmination of ten months of blood, sweat, and tears. Ninety minutes to decide our fate. Ninety minutes to determine whether our impossible dream would become reality or a heartbreaking memory.
The journey to Hyde United's ground was a blur of nervous energy. The players were quiet, their faces grim with determination and anxiety. I tried to be calm, to be the leader they needed. But inside, I was a wreck. My heart was pounding, my palms were sweating, and my mind was racing through a thousand potential disasters.
