Leo had just entered the stadium and was only making way towards the locker room, but he could hear and feel them.
He slowed for half a step and shook his head slightly.
The message for the open session had gone out less than an hour ago, and it already sounded like that up there.
He made a few turns, and as he came up to it, he stalled for a moment and then pushed through the dressing room door.
The conversations inside broke immediately as heads turned, and as it did, three of the squad members closest to the door came forward before Leo had fully cleared the door and hugged him.
"Welcome, bro!"
"Welcome? I think I should be saying that. Man, how was the break?" Leo asked, moving through them.
"Spain," one of them said. "Two weeks. Needed it."
"Barbados," another offered. "Never going home."
As this went on, James McClean appeared from the other side of the room, wrapping a band across his wrist.
"What about you? How was yours?"
