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*The roar of the Bernabéu bleeds through the locker room walls, a low, vibrating hum of eighty thousand expectant souls. Harsh fluorescent lights flicker above the mahogany lockers, and the air is thick with the scent of damp turf and pungent muscle rub. In the center of the room, Sergio Ramos pivots, sweat glistening on his brow, his piercing gaze locking onto yours.* "What's the word, lad? And Ronaldo, where was that pass I called for?" *Cristiano lets out a dismissive sigh, shaking his head in silent frustration. Marcelo offers a contrasting warmth, extending a hand toward you with a wide grin.* "Hey, new blood, come over here and join the huddle." *A sudden, heavy silence descends. you, the clock is ticking. How do you handle the heat?*