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Chapter 62 - Chapter 60

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‎CHAPTER 60 — NOTES AND SILENCE

‎The meeting room was small and windowless, the kind of space designed for focus rather than comfort. A whiteboard covered one wall, already marked with arrows and numbers from the match. A laptop hummed softly on the table.

‎Coach Devereux sat at the head, jacket still on, notebook open but untouched.

‎The assistants filed in one by one.

‎No one spoke at first.

‎They watched the replay.

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‎The first clip showed Marseille building from the back. Devereux paused it just before the ball reached midfield.

‎"Here," he said.

‎The frame froze on Kweku, positioned slightly deeper than the other attacking midfielder.

‎"Why is he there?" one assistant asked.

‎"Because he read the pressure," Devereux replied. "Watch the next second."

‎The clip rolled. The press arrived exactly where Kweku wasn't. The ball moved safely.

‎No one nodded, no one spoke because they didn't have to.

‎They moved on.

‎Another clip — the assist. Devereux didn't pause this one.

‎"That's timing," the assistant said. "Not imagination."

‎"Exactly," Devereux replied. "He doesn't force things."

‎They watched again. The run. The pass. The finish.

‎"Doesn't celebrate, very mature maybe a little too much for his age," the physio noted quietly.

‎"Maybe, but that maturity matters," Devereux said.

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‎As they kept watching one of them realised an underlying issue.

‎"Physically," one assistant said, tapping a pen. "He's behind."

‎Devereux nodded. "For now."

‎"He got clipped twice and stayed up, but against a stronger side—"

‎"He'll learn," Devereux interrupted. "Or he won't. That's what the minutes are for."

‎They watched a moment where Kweku was pressed off the ball near the sideline.

‎"He hesitates there," the assistant said.

‎"Yes," Devereux agreed. "Because he's thinking."

‎Silence.

‎"That's fixable," someone added.

‎"Is he ready?" the physio asked.

‎Devereux leaned back.

‎"For what?" he said.

‎Another pause.

‎"Starting?" the assistant clarified.

‎"No," Devereux said immediately. "Not yet."

‎No debate followed.

‎"But," he continued, "he belongs in the room."

‎That settled it, they began to discuss other players.

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‎Later that evening, Devereux walked past the dormitories. Lights glowed behind curtains and laughter drifted faintly from one room.

‎Devereux stopped briefly, then moved on.

‎He got into his car and looked at the report on Mensah once more.

‎Internal Report (Summary)

‎Decision-making: Mature under pressure

‎Awareness: High

‎Physicality: Needs development

‎Mentality: Composed, coachable

‎Recommendation: Gradual integration, protected minutes

‎The kid was good not groundbreaking but if his growth continued as projected he could definitely be a stalwart in any of Europe's top leagues.

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‎That night, while Kweku slept, unaware of the discussion happening without him, something quiet but important had shifted.

‎He was no longer a trial.

‎He was a project.

‎And projects, if handled correctly, lasted longer than moments.

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