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"Exquisite twist and turn. Piroe is down, and Leo Calderon has just made a fool of him," the commentator said, and you could hear it in his voice, the delight that commentary tries to keep professional and doesn't always manage.
"The Wigan fans are on their feet, and this boy is running with the ball and—"
Under the chants of the fans, Leo hugged the touchline like a right-footed winger, dribbling the ball with short touches, but out of his peripheral vision, Harry Darling arrived like a freight train.
Leo tried to slow down, but the mass and momentum caught him from the side in the next second and drove him off the pitch entirely, leaving the teenager's boots outside the turf as he went over the touchline and into the managerial area, landing in Dawson's technical square.
The DW turned as the noise shifted from sudden joy to something cursed.
