Chapter 39: The Next Test
One month. That was how long it had been since the win against Fiorentina.
The buzz around Lecce hadn’t died down since that day. Fans had started to believe. Local journalists were calling it a "miracle run." The board wasn’t calling him anymore, probably afraid to jinx whatever strange thing was happening. And for once, Alex Walker was allowing himself to enjoy the silence.
Well, relative silence.
Right now, he was seated in his cramped, dimly lit office, eyes fixed on the laptop screen in front of him. The words "Inter Milan – Tactical Breakdown" flickered in the corner of the video. The opposition’s press. The overlapping fullbacks. Lautaro’s movements in the final third. It was a test, a real one. The kind that would show just how far they’d come. Lecce versus a European giant. In the San Siro, no less.
Alex let the video play in the background, muted, and leaned back in his chair.
But before that... it was worth looking back. A whole month of football. Six games. And somehow, Lecce were still standing.
Still undefeated in the league.
Mostly.
The first test had come against Frosinone.
Lecce 2 – Frosinone 1
It had all gone to hell in the second half.