Chapter 44 – A Narrow Path to Victory
Friday's training ended with a grueling drill that pushed every muscle in Jota's body to its limits. The sun hung low over the city skyline as the team was dismissed, sweat dripping from their brows, their limbs aching but spirits high. The upcoming weekend match wasn't just another game—it was a defining moment for the academy's standing in the national rankings.
Coach Sofia called Jota aside as the others walked toward the changing rooms. Her expression was firm, but there was a glint of trust in her eyes.
"Tiago's back in the starting lineup," she began. "I know your rhythm with him isn't quite there yet. But I need you two to function like gears in the same machine. Smooth. Efficient. Precise."
Jota nodded, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "We'll get there. I'll talk to him."
