PrecisionThe knock on the door by the fourth official sent the players racing to the corridor in a frenzy of positivity. They were itching to get out there and put it right. Jarrod was doing his best to pump up his teammates, but that was tempered when he saw Viktor Andreyev and Jens Lermann at the edge of the tunnel, glaring at players of both teams as they walked past. They saved an extra-hard stare for Jarrod as he walked past. He squeezed his water bottle as hard as he could, showering himself and both of them with water. He walked past Dalton Piercey again and gave him the pleading eyes and open hands. He was ten metres away from two of the most corrupt people on the planet and he was choosing instead to tend to the referee. Do your job, man!
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