"Alright, everyone, listen up. We've got Madrid coming up, and to be at our best, we need to manage our time. Here's the plan — we'll be flying out this evening. We'll end the session early today after this meeting, so you have the afternoon to yourselves. Rest, pack, prepare — whatever you need to do. But be back here at six sharp to head to the airport together."
A few groans rolled around the room, but most of the squad nodded in agreement.
The thought of free time was tempting, but the looming second leg in Madrid kept everyone grounded.
Arteta scanned the room, satisfied he had everyone's attention.
"Good. Let's make the most of the next sixty-eight hours — because after that, there's no room for distraction."
His gaze flicked toward Saka at the last word, drawing another ripple of laughter.
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[6:45 pm]
It was still early when the Arsenal bus rolled up to Heathrow, its dark and large appearance calling the attention of whoever or whatever it passed by.
