"The score is overturned! Sheffield United reverses the situation and takes the lead! A goal from Gilbert! And another assist from Maël! He completes an astonishing assist double in this debut match! Such sharp breakthrough and cross ability makes one wonder, why was he only used by coach Kevin today?"
"Let us reacquaint ourselves with these two loan players from Arsenal. After today, there will be two more young talents in British football!"
The Sky Sports commentator gave the two a very high evaluation, cherishing and loving talent, which is a characteristic that many football people possess.
No one dislikes young talents, and no one dislikes discovering wonderkids.
People are very willing to follow these talented youths, follow their perspective to grow with them, and experience the joy of nurturing.
In the corner flag area, the celebrating Sheffield United team quickly arrived and surrounded the two goalscorers.
"You two kids actually monopolized this goal!"
Center forward Evans shook his head and smiled, with an incredulous expression, "Who would believe you're just making your debut? Anyone who didn't know better would think you're Sheffield United's mainstays!"
"Debut and mainstay aren't mutually exclusive."
Janu Hans, who followed up, spread his palms and excitedly high-fived the two to celebrate, "Who says a debut can't turn the tide?"
Another midfielder, Quinn, was a little ashamed of himself and mocked himself after coming up, "We old guys have to hurry up, otherwise all the limelight will be stolen by these two little lucky stars."
Maël and Gilbert were surrounded by praise and compliments, and they kept smiling, feeling like they were the center of the world at this moment.
This is not chuuni; the heroic sense of glory brought by scoring a goal is unique.
Football is not just about scoring goals. The tactical game, physical confrontation, etc., when many high-level teams and players collide are very ornamental and have highlights.
But no one can deny that the final result—a goal—is the best way to ignite passion! "Continue! Continue!"
In the South Stand area, Sheffield United fans waved their hands, their emotions reaching a climax.
They shouted the names of Maël and Gilbert while cheering for the team.
"We want more goals! We want to win the first game of the season!"
"Kids, come on, defend the honor of the Blades!"
"The future of these two lads will definitely not just be in the EFL Championship, I'm telling you!"
"Maël is impressive, and Gilbert seems to have his own strengths and characteristics. They are both very talented!"
"Their value will definitely skyrocket after today!"
"..."
They traveled a long way to the distant away game, and their biggest expectation was that the team could achieve a wonderful victory.
For this, they are willing to give everything they can give: time, energy, passion, encouragement, and so on.
Now, seeing that the team finally has hope of winning the first game of the season, how could they not be excited? After this goal, the game restarted.
In the 68th minute of the game, Maël gradually felt powerless, and his body was about to reach its limit.
"Beep beep!"
The coaching staff quickly noticed this, and two minutes later, they replaced Maël with the team's original main winger, Mark Yates.
This is a 27-year-old winger player, in his prime, and his position in the team was originally unshakable.
If Maël's performance today is detrimental to anyone in the Sheffield United team, it is only Mark Yates.
He was also one of the few people who didn't get up to celebrate the two goals just now.
"Good luck."
Maël was in a good mood when he came off the field and encouraged Mark Yates.
He is not afraid of competition, and even likes competition. Humans are a strange animal. If they are too comfortable, they will lose the motivation to move forward.
"Yeah."
Mark Yates nodded in response, his face not looking good. He touched the turf and rushed onto the field.
Maël walked off the field and soon realized that someone was handing him a sports drink and a dry towel. He thanked them and took it, turning his head to find that it was Mr. Gareth Speed.
It is rare for the first assistant coach to do these chores. There may be only one answer as to why they would take the initiative to do so: because of appreciation!
"Many players' training performances are greatly reduced on the field."
Gareth Speed took the initiative to bring up the topic, without hiding his love and optimism for Maël, "But you don't. You are very calm and don't hold back because the environment is different.
"It can be said that you are the same in the game as you are in training. This is very rare, especially when it appears in young players.
"The coaching staff underestimated you, as did others, and perhaps even yourself.
"The ability you currently possess is enough for you to compete for the main left winger position in any EFL Championship team!"
He smiled, extended his right hand, and made a pre-high-five gesture, "Maël, well done! I'm very glad I believed Joelson back then, otherwise I would have suffered a great loss!"
"Thanks."
Maël smiled heartily, thanked him for his praise, and extended his right hand to high-five him.
He glanced at the team's coach, Kevin, who didn't seem to be coming over, as if he didn't care about him? Could it be that his appearance was Gareth Speed's idea?
"Joelson told me that your greatest characteristic is the Long Shot."
Gareth Speed doesn't actually like to talk, but when he meets a young talent like Maël, he inevitably becomes a little abnormal, "But today you used abilities that he didn't report you were good at to help the team.
"So, you must still have some untapped potential?"
"Of course."
Maël raised his eyebrows and joked again, "I will eventually be all-round."
He picked up a towel to wipe off his sweat, took a few sips of water, and sat back on the bench with Gareth Speed to rest.
"Oh!" Not long after sitting down, a burst of cheers suddenly erupted from the South Stand of the stadium.
Janu Hans, the team's midfielder, hit a low shot from the edge of the penalty area and pierced Cardiff City's goal! Three to one!
Securing the victory!
The Sheffield United players wearing red and white striped jerseys all sprinted towards the left corner flag to celebrate, passing through several dazed Cardiff City players along the way, celebrating the goal and the victory at the same time.
"Well done!"
Gareth Speed stood up and clapped his hands. The first 3 points of the new season were in hand.
"So handsome."
Maël sighed beside him and said with longing: "If I have a chance in the next game, I must score a Long Shot first."
"I believe in you."
Gareth Speed patted him on the shoulder and joked: "Before becoming all-round, first taste how good it feels to score a goal."
"I will."
Maël shrugged, sat down again, and calculated his gains from this game in his mind.
Not to mention the game experience and exposure, 2 assists brought him £3,000 in after-tax bonuses.
"Adding the appearance and getting 3 points, it's a total of £6,000, which is equivalent to four weeks of after-tax salary."
Maël swallowed. No wonder the Qin soldiers were eager to conquer and occupy. Taking military merit was indeed more tempting than taking a fixed salary. Because he had been poor, he was definitely not the kind of person who was not sensitive to wealth. On the contrary, he felt that wealth was the greatest source of a person's security and freedom, and also a reflection of his various values.
"I must play more games and get more data."
His eyes showed heat, and he should strive for more from any angle.
"Beep! Beep! Beep——!!" At this moment, the referee's three long whistles sounded, indicating the end of the game.
Maël regained his thoughts, quickly ran out of the bench, raised his hands and rushed to the field, heading towards Gilbert's location.
"Sheffield United! Sheffield United!!"
Amid the excited shouts of the fans, the two high-fived and started running along the fan zone, enjoying this unforgettable moment.
Debut, first win, first data!
They couldn't think of anything more beautiful than this for the time being.
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