The initial drills, impressive as they were, had only served as an appetizer. Now, the main course was about to be served.
After a short break, during which Amani drank deeply from his water bottle, trying to quench the nervous flutter in his stomach that was less about the game and more about the looming Jumaane's antics. Coach Juma, with a theatrical clap of his hands and a knowing glance towards Coach Mwangi and Mr. Vermeer, announced the next phase of the session.
"Alright, lads!" he called out, his voice resonating with an infectious enthusiasm that momentarily lifted Amani's spirits.