JJ Johnson was a Brighton player who played for Tottenham. In the summer Brighton had wanted more for him than we could pay, and more than Tottenham would pay, so Tottenham took him on loan until May. He was the only player they brought in all summer. On Saturday he would be on their left wing at Wembley, with my right back in front of him.
I sat in the car park with the engine off and his message still open on the phone on the steering wheel.
I typed Who told you, and deleted it. I typed Good luck Saturday, and deleted that too. Behind me the analysis room was the only lit window in the building. Marcus was in it, and Aaron's shadow next to him, leaning into a screen.
I put the phone in my pocket and drove home without answering.
Bray had the 5 plastic mannequins out on pitch 1 after training on the Friday, stood up 22 yards out, dead centre, and Eberechi Eze on the ball behind them.
