Chapter 54 – Pressure Without Sound

Training ended without applause.

The sun was sharp overhead as Thiago toweled sweat from his neck, muscles twitching from the intensity of the final possession drill. His lungs burned slightly from the high press simulations, his calves tight from explosive sprints into the channels. No praise from Eneas. No special mention from the assistants scribbling notes on their clipboards. But he was still in the green vest. Still playing with the senior group.

Still being tested.

Still standing.

The squad dispersed across the pitch in small groups, some laughing as they reenacted moments from the session, others already mentally clocking out, eager for the showers. Thiago jogged back toward the facility, heartbeat steady, every stride wrapped in the memory of last game's fire. The way the stadium had roared when he'd cut inside in the 78th minute. The way the net had rippled.