The dressing room at halftime had been a sanctuary of focused preparation. Coach Wouters delivering tactical adjustments, teammates exchanging observations, and the collective concentration of professionals determined to finish what they had started.
Now, as Amani jogged back onto the pitch for the second half, the atmosphere at Stadion Galgenwaard had transformed from opening-day anticipation to something more electric, more knowing.
The crowd had witnessed forty-five minutes of a fifteen-year-old orchestrating their team's attack with a maturity that defied explanation.
The murmurs of excitement that accompanied Amani's every movement reflected their growing recognition that they were watching something extraordinary unfold, football intelligence that transcended conventional metrics.
