The noise inside the DW carried through the walls long before the players stepped out.
For their second home game in a row, the Wigan crowd had decided to turn out, hoping to see a show or at least see their team maintain their promotion ambitions.
Because even though they knew it was very hard, it wasn't impossible, and they could afford to dream.
Down in the locker room, Leo came out of the washroom,
rubbing his hands together before he began tugging at the hem of his compression tights.
Dawson walked in at that moment, brushing past a couple of staff members who inquired about a few things before letting Dawson walk.
"Listen up," Dawson said, stepping into the middle of the room.
"We made a small adjustment to the lineup. Nothing major. We've already talked it through with the lads involved."
Leo glanced around and caught a few teammates nodding quietly to each other.
Dawson continued, his voice steady.
