The final whistle never ends the toll. For us part-timers, ninety minutes on...

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The final whistle never ends the toll. For us part-timers, ninety minutes on heavy, waterlogged pitches leads straight to a Monday morning shift—not an ice bath. This piece examines the real physical cost of the game and our daily struggle to recover.