"HE CAN'T DO THAT! CAN HE?!" Andy Robertson had roared, looking genuinely ready to fly to Milan and have a very serious, very Scottish conversation with Flavio Briatore.
Then, the small print had appeared on the screen.
[UEFA Champions League Rule Amendment 42.B...]
A stunned silence had fallen over the room, followed by an even louder, more jubilant explosion of noise. Leon had just sat there, a slow, disbelieving, and utterly joyous grin spreading across his face. He was free.
The training ground the next day was buzzing. The upcoming clash with Inter, his old club, his old family, was now the only thing anyone could talk about. But the mood wasn't tense; it was electric with anticipation.
