Dawson set the last of the papers aside and pressed two fingers into the back of his neck, working at the stiffness that had settled there over the last couple of hours, and looked around his living room.
The international break turned the complex into something he didn't quite know what to do with.
The sessions he'd run with the players who hadn't been called up were useful enough. But after spending the day in a quieter training ground, coming home to an equally quiet house left the silence lingering a little longer than he'd have liked.
A second later, he looked at the clock on the wall and suddenly had a thought flash across his mind.
"Italy should be playing by now," he said as he began to look around the desk he was working at.
A moment later, he found what he was looking for in the form of a tablet and reached for it.
He brought it to his side and pulled up the streaming service, scrolling through it for a while before he found the game he wanted to watch and settled in.
