# Chapter 56: A Heroic Moment!
"What a brilliant ground shot world wave! Maël, back from injury, has shown Doncaster the power of his signature move right away!" The commentator exclaimed in his exciting English accent, "Even though Sheffield's Evans is a well-known efficient striker in the EFL Championship, I have to say that Maël has now replaced him as the sharpest sword in Gareth Speed's arsenal!"
"He always strikes straight at the heart! He always leaves your goal exposed to the threat of a High-Caliber Sniper Rifle!"
As the commentator's words rang out, the broadcast captured Maël's elegant sliding celebration and also showed Gareth Speed on the sidelines, celebrating passionately.
He was like a medieval swordsman wielding a sharp blade, repeatedly thrusting at the air in front of him.
Joelson came up behind him, gave him a high-five, and joked, "If I'd known he was in such good form, I would have sent him on earlier."
"Hindsight is 20/20."
Gareth Speed turned around, raised his eyebrows, and shook his head, "But knowing it now isn't too late."
The two turned their heads, looking at Maël, who was celebrating excitedly with his teammates on the field, feeling both joy and complexity.
With such high efficiency and contribution, they really might not be able to keep him, right?
"If Wenger is so eager to recall a 17-year-old halfway through the season, it means his talent was never meant to stay here."
Joelson seemed to know what Gareth Speed was thinking and comforted him, "There's no need to hold onto such a genius. It's worth remembering even if we only get to work with him for a while."
"You're right."
Gareth Speed smiled in relief and slowly walked back to the bench, focusing all his attention on the game.
As for Maël, he should just watch with a sense of gratitude and appreciation; he shouldn't be 'greedy' any longer.
...
In the Sheffield fan section, near the front.
A middle-aged man wearing a hat had just finished celebrating with the fans and sat down in his seat.
He was still applauding spontaneously, smiling as he asked the person next to him, "Is he already a 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 gives us a sense of security, and he can still surprise us often."
"Everyone at Sheffield United loves him and wants to keep him forever!"
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 certainly knew that Maël was a loan player and that there should be a recall clause.
However, it was not common sense for a powerhouse team like Arsenal to recall a 17-year-old rookie who had just debuted.
But if you calculate Maël's current stats, seeing how outstanding he is now, it's really possible.
The fan thought for a moment and said seriously, "I don't know. I haven't thought about this question, and neither have many other fans. Maybe we're afraid to think about it."
"But if that day really comes, I think I'll be very sad, very upset."
He thought for a while again, "Then I'll wish him well. After all, he didn't originally belong to us; it was just a coincidence that he came here."
"I'll keep following his future games, no matter what. He left us with a period of beauty and started his career here."
The middle-aged man nodded deeply, feeling some admiration for the fans' open-mindedness towards their favorite teams and players.
He didn't ask any more questions. He was just curious and chatting casually, not trying to pry.
"If Sheffield wins this game, let's have a drink together tonight."
The middle-aged man reached out to the person next to him, feeling that watching the game should be pure and that you should fully experience the joy among fans. "My name is Philip, and I work in London."
"No problem."
The fan smiled, "But let's wait until we win first. I want to drink a celebratory drink, not a consolatory one."
...
On the field, the goal had clearly boosted Sheffield United's morale and dampened Doncaster's momentum.
The game slowly tilted towards Sheffield's side. Their offense gradually picked up, and their ball possession rate was steadily increasing.
This was related to Janu Hans's ability to organize and connect the team and to the pressure Maël put on the opponent's defense.
"Bang!"
In the 65th minute of the game, Maël dribbled the ball and cut towards the center, taking many steps before unleashing a powerful shot from the front.
The football brushed against the side netting and flew out of the baseline, just a little bit off!
"Ooh," the home team fans let out a sigh of relief, anyone could see the quality of that shot.
"Don't let him shoot!"
The Doncaster coach was jumping up and down on the sidelines, waving his arms and shouting, "Get close when he gets the ball, don't give him space!"
He seemed to see the victory that was almost in his grasp slowly drifting away from him.
Sometimes, people's feelings are quite accurate.
In the 71st minute of the match, Ward completed a breakthrough on the wing and swept the ball across the front of the goal.
The Doncaster defender barely managed to poke the ball out of the penalty area, but not too far, the ball was controlled by Janu Hans.
"Bang!"
Janu Hans wanted to catch them off guard, sending a quick pass to center forward Evans, but Evans didn't react, instinctively flicking the ball behind him with his heel.
Just when everyone thought this attack was about to end, the ball flicked out by Evans unintentionally passed through the Doncaster defense in a miraculous way.
Everyone was stunned! Doncaster's defense was frozen for at least a second before someone thought of rushing over to clear the ball.
But Maël, who had been waiting for an opportunity on the wing, didn't give them a chance. He quickly stepped up, controlled the ball first, and used his body to fend off the defending player who came later.
"Danger!"
"Block him!"
With the goal within reach, the Doncaster players all panicked, rushing towards Maël from three or four directions.
At the critical moment, Maël didn't panic, but leaned his shoulders and took a step to the left, then suddenly changed direction and accelerated to the right, bypassing the nearest defender.
*Step-Over Dribbling!*
The view in front of him suddenly opened up, the entire 7.32-meter goal was exposed!
"Bang!"
A push shot steadily pushed the ball into the far corner of the goal, Maël once again raised his hands, the first to rush to the sidelines.
A completely comprehensive ability goal, this is the most exciting way for him to score!
Two to two! *Brace!*
"Yeah!!" The fans then reacted, erupting into an even hotter shout than last time, the voices of thousands of people gathered together, turned out of the stadium roof, and spread to the surrounding streets.
Sheffield United chased two goals to equalize the score!
"It's him again! It's him again! Come on!!" Some fans clenched their fists and leaned forward to interact with Maël.
"After he came on, the team's attack immediately became threatening, he's really amazing!" Someone exclaimed.
"Wouldn't it be a Hat-trick today?" Some fans hugged their heads, their eyes full of expectation.
Looking at the various expressions in the stands, Maël spread his hands without hesitation and leaned back, closing his eyes with a look of enjoyment, feeling this heroic moment.
He heard the calls for a Hat-trick, which reminded him and gave him a new goal in this game.
He still has the strength!
ps: Don't worry, wait for me to unleash my potential.
Be a little patient, brothers, we will soon start the official journey of the top league, I have to ensure the rationality and excitement of all aspects, and I am about to say goodbye to the EFL Championship.
Please follow up with daily reading, this book has been recommended on Sanjiang, and will soon end the new book period, and then 15,000 updates per day will be sent!
(Manchester United fans don't mind me using Cantona's illustration, I just think it's handsome, and fans of other teams don't think too much about it hahaha, it's just very suitable)
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