From Arsenal to the Ball God-Chapter 56: Heroic Moment!

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Chapter 56: Chapter 56: Heroic Moment!

"A stunning ground strike world-class shot! Ma’el, who has just made his comeback, immediately made Doncaster taste the power of his signature skill!"

"Even though Evans from Sheffield is a renowned efficient forward in the Championship, I have to say now, Ma’el has already replaced him to become the sharpest sword in Garrispeed’s hand!"

"He can always pierce the heart! He always lets your goal be constantly exposed under the threat of a large-caliber sniper rifle!"

With the commentator’s exciting English accent, the broadcast cameras captured Ma’el’s elegant slide on his knees, and also caught Garrispeed passionately celebrating by the sidelines.

He resembled a medieval swordsman with a sword, continuously thrusting at the air in front of him.

Jorson approached him from behind, high-fived and jokingly said, "If I had known he was in such good form, I should have sent him on sooner."

"Too bad hindsight is always 20/20."

Garrispeed turned around, raised his eyebrows, and shook his head, "But knowing now is not too late."

The two turned their heads, watching Ma’el celebrating excitedly with his teammates on the sidelines, feeling both joy and complexity.

With such high efficiency and contribution rate, they really might not be able to keep him for much longer, right?

"If Wenger urgently recalls a 17-year-old young general halfway through the season, it represents that his strength should never have been here."

Jorson probably knew what Garrispeed was thinking, and comforted, "For a genius like him, there’s no need to keep him by force. Having the fortune to work together for a while is already something worth remembering."

"You’re right."

Garrispeed smiled with relief, walked leisurely back to the bench, completely focused on the game.

For Ma’el, he should look at him with a mindset of gratitude and appreciation, and not be ’greedy’ any longer.

...

In the Sheffield fan area, at the front row.

A middle-aged man wearing a hat just finished celebrating with the fans, sitting in his seat.

He was still clapping spontaneously, smiling as he asked the person next to him, "Is he already the superstar here?"

"Without a doubt."

The person next to him raised his eyebrows and sighed, "At first, he only gave us a sense of surprise, but now, he can give us a sense of security and still often surprise us. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Everyone at Sheffield United likes him, wishing they could claim him as their own!"

The middle-aged man nodded with a smile, and asked, "If Arsenal suddenly wants to recall him, how would you feel?"

This question stumped the Sheffield United fan, he definitely knew Ma’el was a loan player and probably had a recall clause.

But, a giant club like Arsenal recalling a newly debuted 17-year-old rookie, this evidently defies common sense.

However, considering Ma’el’s current stats, seeing his exceptional level... there was indeed such a possibility.

This fan thought for a moment, seriously said, "I don’t know, I never thought of this issue, other fans rarely did either, maybe we don’t dare to think about it.

"But if that day does come, I think I would be very sad, very downhearted."

He pondered for a while again, "Then I would bless him, after all, he didn’t belong to us in the first place, just coincidentally came here.

"I will continue to follow his future matches, no matter what, he gave us a period of beauty, debuted from here."

The middle-aged man nodded deeply, with some admiration for the tolerance of the fans towards their beloved team and player.

He didn’t ask any further, it was just some curious chatting, not an investigation.

"If Sheffield wins this round, let’s have a drink tonight."

The middle-aged man extended his hand to the person next to him, better to be pure when watching the game, to fully experience the joy among fans, "I’m Philip, working in London."

"No problem."

This fan smiled, "But let’s wait until we win, I want to drink a celebratory drink, not a tempered drink."

...

On the field, the previous goal significantly boosted Sheffield United’s morale and dampened Doncaster’s momentum.

The scene slowly tilted toward Sheffield, their attack gradually started to rise, and ball control was steadily increasing.

This was related to Janu’s organizational and connecting ability and the pressure Ma’el put on the opponent’s defense line.

"Bang!"

In the 65th minute of the match, Ma’el dribbled the ball and cut horizontally to the center, took several steps until he reached the front and launched a powerful shot.

The ball skimmed the side net and flew past the goal line, just a little off!

"Oh..." The home fans let out a sigh of relief, anyone could see the quality of that shot.

"Don’t let him shoot!"

The Doncaster coach jumped anxiously on the sidelines, flailing his arms and shouting, "Approach him when he has the ball, don’t give him space!"

He seemed to see the victory within grasp slowly slipping away from him.

Sometimes, this feeling in people is quite accurate.

In the 71st minute of the game, Ward made a breakthrough on the flank and swept the ball across the goal.

Doncaster’s defender barely cleared the ball out of the penalty area, but not too far, and Janu got control of the ball.

"Bang!"

Janu wanted to make a surprise pass to center forward Evans, but Evans didn’t react, instinctively flicked the ball with his heel behind him.

Just when everyone thought this wave of attack was over, Evans’s unintentional flick miraculously passed through Doncaster’s defense line.

Everyone was stunned!

Doncaster’s defense at least fell into a momentary stupor before someone thought to rush to clear the ball.

But, waiting on the wing for an opportunity, Ma’el didn’t give them that chance, he sprinted up quickly, controlled the ball first, using his body to fend off the approaching defender.

"Danger!"

"Block him!"

With the goal in sight, Doncaster’s players were all in a panic, charging at Ma’el from three or four directions.

At the crucial moment, Ma’el didn’t rush. Instead, he dipped his shoulder to the left for a step, then abruptly changed direction and speed to the right, bypassing the closest defender in front of him.

Step-over move!

The goal suddenly came into full view, 7.32 meters wide fully exposed!

"Bang!"

A solid push shot sent the ball securely into the far corner of the goal, Ma’el once again raised his hands, the first to rush towards the sidelines.

A totally all-around ability goal, this is the scoring method that excites him the most!

Two to two!

A brace!

"Yeah.....!!" The fans soon reacted, erupting in an even more fervent cheer than before, thousands of voices gathered together, reverberating across the stadium and spreading to the surrounding streets.

Sheffield United came back from two goals down, equalizing the score!

"It’s him again! It’s him again! Come on.....!!" A fan clenched his fists, leaning forward to interact with Ma’el.

"After he came on, the team’s offense immediately became threatening, truly amazing!" someone marveled.

"Don’t tell me he’s going for a hat-trick today?" A fan held his head, eyes full of anticipation.

Looking at the spectacle in the stands, Ma’el undisguisedly spread his hands, leaned back, closed his eyes with a face full of enjoyment, savoring this heroic moment.

He heard the calls for a hat-trick, which reminded him and gave him a new goal in this match.

He still has the energy!

...

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