Chapter 525: Chapter 133: The Once Unfinished Goal! The English League Cup Final Heats Up! The Showdown at Wembley Stadium!
Harry just prepared to drink, but upon hearing the inquiry, he put down the bottle, thought for a while, and shook his head, saying: "Seems not, always normal, often joking with us too."
"So confident?" Gilbert glanced at the pitch and smiled.
"Seems so." Davis confirmed not long after having a private chat with Ma’el, saying: "He is always confident about these kinds of matches, as if he never believes he can lose important games.
"Plus, the players have seen quite a few grand scenes now, so maybe they’ll be more composed in various aspects.
"I’ve never heard him say anything like, ’what if we can’t win the championship...what if anything happens.’"
"Right." Isabella shrugged helplessly and continued, "Except when it’s to refuse my Ferris wheel invitation, he hardly says such things."
"Haha..." Aisha laughed from the side, "So did you book the tickets?"
"Booked." Isabella nodded, smilingly said: "Once he wins this match, I’ll take him to ride it together."
On the other side, Safina smelled gossip in the air, hastily came closer to chat with the sisters.
Meanwhile, the ignored ones — Jose and Lewis — sat in the corner, silently clinking their bottles and taking a sip.
"Never seen him play, right?" Jose turned his head to ask, finding something to say.
"Seen it." Lewis nodded blankly, then quickly shook his head, "Live, it’s the first time."
Seems like he guessed what Jose was preparing to say, quickly waved his hands, "Don’t worry, I know what level player is, I specialize in sports medicine, so obviously, I understand sports well."
Jose chuckled, raised his glass again, "Come on, let’s pray together for him."
Lewis nodded and clinked his glass, only drinking a little at a time, given he was older now, unlike Jose.
"Beep...!"
"Oh...!"
Not long later, as two sharp whistle sounds came from the pitch, the nearly full stadium erupted with a burst of excitement.
Players from both sides are about to appear, everyone’s anticipation reached its peak!
"Wembley...Wembley...!!"
The famous Wembley song immediately echoed throughout the stadium, fans from both sides briefly reconciled to warm up for the match.
After singing a few times, even those in the box couldn’t help themselves.
"Wembley...!"
Under the atmosphere fueled by Isabella, even the older ones joined in, raising their hands and standing up, joining the pre-final celebration, "Wembley...!"
Especially those who grew up in the United Kingdom felt the song intensely.
Among the shouts, they seemed to return to childhood, watching Champions League finals, FA Cup finals here with their families.
...
"Alright, we see that both teams’ players are ready, the match is about to start!
"Let’s introduce once more, the teams are Arsenal Team in red and white home jerseys, and Cardiff City Team in blue jerseys!
"Their battleground is at London’s Wembley Stadium! Here once held the famous White Horse Final, back in 1923, contested by West Ham United and Bolton!
"Back then, Wembley Stadium was designed to hold 127,000 people, but because the limits were relaxed, allowing anyone who paid at the entrance to enter, it suddenly flooded in over 240,000 people.
"They clogged the stadium completely, even standing within the sideline, within the goal frame."
"In a desperate move, mounted officer George Scorer rode a fully white horse, driving fans back and forth along the sidelines, pushing them out of the stadium until the match could proceed.
"This set the world record for the highest attendance at a single match. Later, people gave it a romantic name, the White Horse Final!
"Today, another final will be held at this magnificent stadium! The winner will here lift the beautifully engraved Carling Cup!"
"....."
"Beep!"
Within the player tunnel, following the whistle of the main referee, starting players from both teams walked onto Wembley Stadium holding the children’s hands.
Ma’el held the hand of a little boy wearing an Arsenal jersey, though calling him a little boy... his height reached an astonishing 1.7 meters.
If it weren’t for his decent stature, it would have been awkward during the pre-match photo session, the little boy would block his head, making people think Arsenal temporarily changed a winger to play.
"The Arsenal...Come on you Arsenal...The Arsenal...!!"
Stepping onto the sunny Wembley Stadium, the Arsenal anthem once again filled his ears, redirecting his focus entirely on the match.
Before entering the pitch, he touched the grass, jumped vertically twice, warming up.
Van Persie went to the main referee for the coin toss ceremony, while he directly walked towards his position, waiting for the start of the match.
During this, Ma’el caught sight of the Cardiff City players’ fighting spirit and their complex emotions towards him.
He knew this opponent was one he faced during his career debut, but couldn’t remember the players.
They probably remembered him and were surprised at his rapid progress over the past year or more.
But unfortunately, it was not the time for reminiscing; they needed to engage in a fierce championship contest.
Soon, Van Persie returned with the ball, indicating they gained kick-off rights for the first half.
As the match was about to begin, the entire stadium fell silent, with everyone looking towards the main referee in the center.
"10...!"
At this moment, numbers appeared on the large screens on both sides of the pitch.
Both teams’ fans quickly understood, chanting along with the numbers, "9...8...7...6...5...!"
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