I tentatively make my way across a row of seats. Fumbling through the dark, I settle myself down just off centre stage. As we wait in the dark listening to pumping house music, set to volume 11, my eyes acclimatise and I can make out the silhouettes of the other attendees. My eyes dart from one blogger to yet another journalist busily making notes, but all I do is imagine who’s behind the curtain: Holtby, Siggy, Dawson, Bale (nah), and [...]
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