Chapter 100: The Game Within the Game
Saturday, May 29, 2010
The morning sun warmed the canals of Milan's Navigli district as Niels walked along the cobbled paths, his boots gently scraping the uneven stones. After the excitement of last night's Champions League final, he was looking for stillness no matches, no attention, just the quiet of a place where he could blend in.
His backpack hung loosely over one shoulder, holding a few clothes, a worn novel, and the notebook now filled with tactical ideas and promises from the night before. The chants, the signs, the voices from home were behind him now, replaced by quiet streets, drifting canal water, and the smell of fresh cornetti.
Milan was his pause, a moment to breathe before facing the empty pitches and heavy expectations of the season ahead.