A preselection. Nothing but a whisper. And already, a whole country holds its breath. The leather will soon slam. Against Togo. Against Algeria. And before the break, there is silence. The one where a man chooses. Patrick Sangwa spoke. Not with shouts. With a list. A draft. A promise.
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A preselection. Nothing but a whisper. And already, a whole country holds its breath. The leather will soon slam. Against Togo. Against Algeria. And before the break, there is silence. The one where a man chooses. Patrick Sangwa spoke. Not with shouts. With a list. A draft. A promise.