The night before the match, Jake Wilson sat in his office, scrolling through scouting reports and tactical breakdowns.
This wasn't like any other game. Fulham weren't a League One side. They weren't even a Championship team.
They were Premier League opposition.
A team that had been battling at the highest level for years. A team with Premier League resources, Premier League players, and Premier League expectations.
But that didn't mean they were unbeatable.
Jake leaned forward, watching the system's analysis load on his laptop screen.
System Prediction:Bradford Win Probability: 30%Fulham Win Probability: 60%Extra Time/Penalties: 10%
He exhaled slowly. That didn't mean anything.
Predictions were just numbers. Football was played on the pitch.
Paul Robert, his assistant, walked in, dropping a folder onto Jake's desk. "They've rotated heavily. Maybe they think they can walk through this one."