The sun had barely risen when Liam awoke the next day. The victory against Espanyol was still fresh in his mind, the adrenaline from the match lingering in his veins. But as he lay in bed, staring up at the ceiling, a familiar feeling crept over him—the pressure to keep winning.
The celebration in the locker room had been a brief respite, but now reality was sinking back in. Barcelona B had managed to overcome one of their toughest rivals, but the season was far from over. There were still many matches to be played, and the expectations were only growing higher.
Liam swung his legs over the side of the bed and stretched, feeling the familiar ache in his muscles. He knew he needed to get to the training ground early. Coach Garcia had emphasized the importance of consistency, and Liam was determined to not let this momentum slip away.