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“The only ghost on this pitch is the one we bring in our heads.”

“My father is a farmer in Mkushi,” Lubinda said, pulling his socks up. “Last year, the rains didn’t come. Fear said, ‘Don’t plant.’ Uncertainty said, ‘The seed is bad.’ Doubt said, ‘The land is cursed.’ But he planted anyway. He dug a well with his bare hands. We have maize today because he did not listen to the ghosts.” fud football zambia

The bus carrying the Chipata United players rattled over the final dirt road to Msekera Stadium. Inside, the air was thick with more than just the smell of worn boots and liniment. It was thick with FUD. “The only ghost on this pitch is the

“They say he’s a witch,” whispered the goalkeeper, Mulenga, pulling on his gloves. “He scored four goals last week and a chicken died on the pitch.” He dug a well with his bare hands

2-1.

Coach Banda knew it. He could see it in the way striker Emmanuel kept checking his phone for messages from his pregnant wife. He could see it in the way captain James, a veteran of ten seasons, was staring blankly at a hole in his sock. The rumor had started at the last fuel station: the league association was three months behind on payments. The team’s main sponsor, a haulage company from Lusaka, was rumored to be pulling out. And worst of all, the opposition today, Kabwe Warriors, had brought a mysterious new striker all the way from the Democratic Republic of Congo.