Chapter 99: A Night of Champions League
Friday, May 28, 2010
Niels settled into his seat on the short flight from London to Milan. As the plane hummed quietly, he stared out at the clouds below. His old backpack was in the overhead compartment, packed with a few clothes, a battered novel, and a notebook he'd sworn was just for thoughts, not football tactics.
He'd left Crawley the night before, quietly slipping away after a week of calm following his decision to stay. The "Niels Stays!" banners, red-iced pastries, and kids chanting near Broadfield Stadium had all faded, leaving behind a quiet that made him crave some distance from the weight of the town's hopes.
He hadn't gone anywhere since deciding to stay in Crawley just kept to himself, letting the town's quiet support settle around him. Now, Milan was his first real break, a short escape before the season's demands pulled him back to Broadfield's empty pitches.