8:31 PM, August 31st, Grimaldi Conference Center in Monaco was bustling with guests, and the traffic was constant. From time to time, football bigwigs walked into the conference center along the red carpet.
"Click, click, click!" The sound of cameras kept ringing. At least hundreds of reporters appeared on both sides of the red carpet, recording the entry of important figures by taking photos and videos.
On major TV stations such as Sky Sports, the preliminary warm-up for this UEFA Awards Ceremony had already begun.
"Okay, let's focus our attention on Cliffside Monaco!
"The 11-12 Season UEFA Awards Ceremony is about to begin, and later there will be the draw for the 12-13 Season Champions League Top 32!"
The broadcast camera switched to a drone aerial shot. Looking out, among a blue sea, there was a single building shimmering with colorful lights, made entirely of glass.
"This is the Grimaldi Conference Center. Today, it will welcome the 12-year UEFA Best Player! Is it Ronaldo? Or Messi? Or perhaps a newcomer like Maël who has never won such an award before? Let's wait quietly for the final result!
"In addition, the 12-year UEFA Best Lineup will also be announced here, as well as the winners of Best Forward, Best Midfielder, Best Defender, and Goalkeeper! Including Best Chairman, Best Coach, and some awards for women's football!"
The broadcast camera turned to the venue, where UEFA President Platini, with his white hair, and famous commentator Lineker walked in one after the other.
Both of them had smiles on their faces, as if they were talking about something happy, but the hosts and viewers in front of the screen certainly couldn't know the specific content of their conversation.
The host boldly guessed with a smile, "As a pivotal figure in European football, Platini must be one of the few people who know the final result. Could it be that this result is good news for him?"
In the comment section of the program, fans who were following this UEFA Awards Ceremony also discussed the smiles of the two.
"Platini is French, and Lineker is English. Could it be that the winner is a French player playing in the English Premier League (smirking)?"
"Haha, that makes sense. Look at their calm smiles!"
"Admittedly, Maël's performance in the European Cup was historic, and his data at the club last season was also explosive, but there is still a gap compared to Messi, right? I'm optimistic about Messi winning again!"
"Ronaldo should win one. As one of the two pride of football and the best No. 7 player in the past few years, he hasn't won the UEFA Best Player yet. If this award isn't given to him, it won't have any value!"
"UEFA awards have no value? Are you kidding me? No matter who this award is given to, it still has value, because European football has the highest level!"
"And the era of the two pride of football is over. Now it's a three-way split."
"Argue, argue, just keep arguing! Argue until UEFA has a headache and cancels the awards ceremony, argue until you can only wait for the FIFA awards ceremony every year to see so many superstars and then you'll be satisfied."
"…"
This wave of debate quickly shifted from the bottom of the broadcast platform to major social media platforms.
For a time, 'Platini's smile' became a trending topic, reaching the top ten on various platforms, and also driving the popularity of this awards ceremony.
Compared to the Ballon d'Or awards ceremony, the UEFA Awards Ceremony doesn't have much preliminary warm-up and speculation.
On the one hand, it's because this award came out too late and doesn't have a long history.
On the other hand, it's also because the new season has just begun, and everyone's attention is still focused on the hotness of the major leagues and the Super Cup, and it's difficult to shift their attention instantly in a short period of time.
However, as a very valuable awards ceremony, on the day it officially began, there was more news about it, and people were quickly attracted to it, paying attention to everything about it.
"Maël and his girlfriend Isabella attended the UEFA Awards Ceremony together! The two walked hand in hand on the red carpet, looking very energetic." - The Sun, with a picture
"The major Best Lineups in football basically choose a 442 formation, and UEFA is the same, but with 3 forwards who must appear in the Best Lineup at the same time, will they change the formation?" - The Times highlights
"According to the odds of the bookmakers, they predict that Maël has a high probability of winning the Best Player at this ceremony, and Messi will get the Best Forward." - All Sports reveals
Under the reports of these mainstream media, the comments in the replies quickly exceeded tens of thousands. Fans left their own opinions, and the quarrel still occurred under each hot comment.
Soon, many football legends stepped forward, posting on social media to express their positions or sending out meaningful messages.
"Without a doubt, Messi, who scored more goals in the past season and the first half of this year, is the best forward. But Maël, who won the European Cup in record-breaking fashion + led Arsenal back to their peak, is the well-deserved Best Player." - Henry's social media strongly supports Maël. "The best forward must be the best player of the season. Although I don't want to say it, I still have to say that the number of goals and assists is the key to determining whether a player can achieve significant accomplishments." - Maradona's social media.
"There is a young man who plays football with Samba flair, he will definitely be a leader in the football world in the future, right? (Grinning)" - Pelé's social media.
"(Eyes)(Eyes)!" - Sheffield United owner McCabe's social media.
In short, under the impact of wave after wave of related news, fans were completely drawn to this awards ceremony, and everyone was looking forward to it starting soon.
They wanted to see a result, to see someone lift the UEFA Best Player trophy!
Inside the Grimaldi Conference Center, between the lofts on the second floor's outer field, there were dozens of preparation rooms, allocated to the important figures of this awards ceremony.
Maël, as the one who got seat number 7 in the first row, naturally got a room.
At this moment, he was sitting in front of the mirror, tidying up his suit, tie, and cuffs, while Isabella was adjusting his hair.
His team members were taking photos and chatting excitedly and nervously.
"Messi is here."
Davis, who had just gone to the bathroom, came back and pointed outside, revealing, "I just saw him and his wife already seated in the venue, looking at their phones."
"Psh, psh, psh!"
Isabella picked up hairspray and sprayed it on Maël's head, jokingly easing the atmosphere, "What are they looking at? Could it be that they are also browsing the related news of the UEFA Awards Ceremony? Analyzing their chances of winning again?"
"Haha...!"
Laughter rang out in the room. After it subsided, Harry joked, "With Messi and Ronaldo both here, it's complete... They can witness Maël's late surge and see the end of their era with their own eyes."
"Yeah!" Voices of agreement rose and fell, everyone looked at Maël, with great enthusiasm for the upcoming ceremony.
Maël fastened the last cufflink, glanced at the time, and looked up with a smile, "Okay, if that's about it, you guys go to the outer field and sit down first, it's going to start in 7 minutes."
"7 minutes?" Isabella was startled and quickened her movements, "I'll be done soon, almost there."
The others looked around, and after realizing they couldn't help, they happily went to the outer field, which was a banquet center on the second floor, with all kinds of drinks and desserts, very luxurious.
Being able to witness a UEFA Awards Ceremony in such a place as an invited guest was also a novel experience for them.
"Okay."
Isabella quickly put down the tools in her hand and walked behind Maël, looking at him in the mirror.
After seeing Maël's exquisite hairstyle, she nodded slightly, and said with a satisfied smile, "You must be the most dazzling person in the audience tonight, in every way."
Maël smiled faintly, got up, and took Isabella's hand, "I hope you are too."
The two handsome men and beautiful women in formal attire walked out of the lounge in the envious eyes of the on-site butler and headed to the center of the venue.
They were still unfamiliar with everything about the awards ceremony, but a ray of hope supported them. They could vaguely feel that something was waiting for them in the grand venue ahead!
"Leon."
As they walked, Isabella suddenly tilted her head and smiled sweetly, holding Maël's hand even tighter, "This feeling is so good, I can clearly feel that I am accompanying you on an important journey."
"Yes." Maël's face also showed a gentle smile. Entering such an important hall with his lover also gave him a special feeling.
Isabella smiled and turned her head to look ahead, where magnificent and colorful lights flickered within a splendid gate.
She took a deep breath and whispered, "I'm nervous, but I think you'll be even more nervous because you brought so many people. You definitely want them to see your glorious moment of winning an award and experience the celebration."
"However, for each of us, what matters may not be what you've won, but this special experience. Everyone is grateful for your invitation."
"More importantly, everyone knows that you will always get every Best Player."
At the end of her words, she turned her head again and smiled, "If anyone really believes that you can take everything, I am one, and they are a few, including Aisha, and Gilbert, who couldn't come."
Maël's heart twitched, and then a very gentle and soothing feeling rose in his heart and gradually spread throughout his body.
He didn't seem so nervous anymore. No, the nervousness about whether he could win the award would never fade, but there was not much pressure.
"Pop," the two kissed lightly, took each other's arms, and walked into the hall, hearing a noisy sound, as if entering a brand new, gorgeous world.
The UEFA Awards Ceremony is about to be held here!
"Mr. Maël."
Just after sitting down in seats number 7 and 8 in the first row, a hostess came to the two of them and said with a smile, "Please come with us. There is a previous event to be held. Sorry for informing you now."
Maël glanced at Isabella, got up in surprise, and followed the hostess away.
Isabella was also a little puzzled, but after looking around and finding that the seats of Messi, Ronaldo, and others were also empty, she was not worried. She simply sat alone and waited.
"Teng teng teng!"
Before long, the lights in the venue began to spin rapidly, and the high-decibel sound system also started working, playing a grand symphony.
Isabella and many of the football stars' wives were sitting alone in their seats, clenching their hands and staring at the front of the stage. Everyone was trying to suppress the anxious emotions on their faces and make themselves appear more calm.
"Okay, ladies and gentlemen!" A shout suddenly rang out, and a male host with a microphone appeared on the stage, bowed to everyone, and then stood on the side of the stage.
In an unnoticed place, a row of hostesses in purple dresses stood by the stage, holding 11 small trophies in the shape of the UEFA logo.
"The 11-12 Season has long passed. Now, let us give the warmest cheers and applause to the 11 most outstanding players of last year!"
The male host picked up the script and smiled, pointing his hand to the dark passage behind the stage. The music on the scene also changed, turning into high-burning rock music, like a WWE player's entrance.
"Teng teng teng teng. Teng teng~ teng teng!! HeyEh! Teng teng teng!!"
In the music, the male host suddenly bent down with the microphone, as if gathering Strength for something, "11-12 Season UEFA, Best Goalkeeper Real Madrid/Spain, Casillas!!"
He roared out, and after shouting, he got up and pointed his hand to the passage, which also drove the atmosphere of the scene.
"Ohhhhh!"
Amid the cheers and applause, Casillas, dressed in black, walked out with a swagger, and came to the front of the stage to receive the Best Lineup commemorative trophy from a hostess.
"Pa pa pa!"
Isabella also clapped her hands with the crowd below. Only at this time did she realize that this awards ceremony had no opening, or rather, it used the awarding of the UEFA annual Best Eleven to open the ceremony! This was a good idea, which could instantly pull up the atmosphere of the scene and instantly immerse everyone's brains in this craze! A strong expectation also emerged in her expression. Maël had just been called away, so wouldn't that mean that he would most likely have the opportunity to make a brilliant debut in this way? The Best Eleven selected by the official is still very authoritative and has a high gold content. It can be regarded as a very good achievement.
If Maël gets it at the beginning, it can be said that he has a guaranteed award, and this trip was not in vain. The anxiety about whether he will win the Best Player will also fade.
"Best Left Back, Bayern Munich/Germany Lahm!!"
The colorful lights continued to flicker, heavy metal music shook the entire venue, and in another burst of cheers, Bayern captain Lahm walked out with a smile and received the Best Lineup trophy.
"Best center-back, Barcelona/Spain, Pique!!" "AC Milan, Arsenal/Brazil, Thiago Silva!!"
"Pshh pshh!" White gas sprayed from both sides of the aisle as Pique and Thiago Silva walked out smiling, coming to the stage to receive this rare honor together.
"Best right-back, Real Madrid/Spain, Sergio Ramos!!"
Water Lord Ramos, with a short beard, also came out with a kind smile, his steps more domineering than others, very much in line with his playing style.
"Best midfielders, Juventus/Italy, Pirlo! Barcelona/Spain, Xavi! Barcelona/Spain, Iniesta!!"
The three walked out one after another. With these names announced, nine players had already stepped onto the podium, leaving only the last three spots.
Isabella clenched her small fists even tighter. She didn't know if the final formation would be 442 or 433. If it was the former, Maël's chances of winning would be uncertain, unless he changed position.
"Barcelona/Argentina, Messi!!"
"Aaahhhh!"
"Ah?!?!?!"
As this name was announced, cheers and exclamations rang out simultaneously in the venue, with obvious astonishment in the eyes of many.
Messi, best midfielder? That meant he was placed in the right midfielder position in the 442 formation, essentially moving back a bit? This must be making room for someone else, otherwise he would definitely be in the forward position.
Isabella, on the other hand, straightened up, a look of surprise appearing on her face. Since someone else had changed position, it was very likely that Maël would be placed in the most advanced position.
He should still be selected!
"Best forward, Real Madrid/Portugal, Ronaldo!!"
The male host quickly announced the penultimate name. Ronaldo, illuminated by the spotlight, was the first to walk out, coming to the stage to receive the trophy and stand tall.
Isabella quickly put her hands together under her chin. This appearance was also captured by the cameras on site and placed on the big screen, causing a burst of laughter for a while, and many people looked forward to it with her.
"The last one."
The male host smiled, paused for effect, and then shouted forcefully: "Arsenal/France, Maël!!"
He's in!
UEFA Best Lineup! "Yeah!"
Isabella stood up from her seat with excitement, just like she initially celebrated Maël's goals, celebrating her boyfriend winning the first highly valuable Best Lineup award of his career.
Even though she had expected it, as the anticipation grew, she still couldn't control her emotions at this moment, jumping and clapping her hands, her cheeks turning red.
"Wow!"
"Clap clap clap!"
Amidst the noisy sounds, Maël, wearing a black suit and a light smile, walked out from inside, truly experiencing the glorious feeling of being in the limelight.
He took the last Best Lineup commemorative trophy from the hostess, thanked her, and waved to the sky.
In just over half a year, he went from being able to see the presentation of the Best Lineup awards with his own eyes to being selected himself! This growth and progress still allowed him to feel a sense of accomplishment from the bottom of his heart.
Afterwards, he also looked for Isabella's figure, sending her a flying kiss when he saw her.
"Xuxu~!!" Another burst of booing sounded at the scene, as people teased Maël's extra gesture.
"Congratulations, Maël! Love you!!"
Isabella hadn't even sat down yet, shouting from below with her chubby face, occasionally clenching her little fists and waving her right hand, frantically cheering Maël on.
Such actions in this kind of setting would originally seem a bit undignified, a bit too forceful.
But at this moment, everyone present was looking at this fairy-tale couple with a maternal smile, their eyes filled with sincere blessings.
As long as the emotions and feelings are genuine, they will naturally find it beautiful.
They might recall when they were kids playing football, the little girl standing on the sidelines holding water and a towel for them, remembering the girl jumping and celebrating their goals.
In a sense, it's the same, only the occasion and the boy's glory are different.
They would think that Maël at this moment probably has more than just glory and a sense of accomplishment; he must also have a strong sense of happiness. He truly is a young winner in life.
"Ohhh!"
In the outer area, it was still a scene of boiling excitement, especially where Harry and the others were, which was more like a happy paradise.
"He won an award right away!"
Safina looked at the big screen with bright eyes, vaguely hearing the commotion below. She clapped her hands excitedly and said, "That's fantastic! I'm even more certain now that he will win the Best Player!"
Aisha was sitting next to her, clapping with a smile on her face as well, but she didn't say anything.
"Do you want to see him win Best Player more, or do you want a bigger raise?" Harry joked from the side.
"Aren't those the same thing? How could there be too much?" José chimed in, cheerfully saying, "Alright, let's not talk about these boring questions. Let's just wait for the final moment to arrive."
Safina nodded and looked at Mendes, who was sitting with them today, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Mendes? How does it feel? Two of your clients are selected for the Best Lineup."
"Frankly, it feels great." Mendes turned his head with a smug smile and replied, still applauding.
"How great?" José asked with a sly smile, "Better than that?"
"Oh."
Mendes raised an eyebrow, not expecting to receive such a question. After thinking for a moment, he also smiled slyly and said, "I think so. This kind of pleasure transcends physical instinct."
Davis hadn't spoken to anyone, as if he had a delay. After clapping for a long time, he leaned over and suddenly exclaimed excitedly, "He's been selected for the UEFA Best Lineup. By the end of this year, there should be one for FIFA too, right?"
He was right. Even if the UEFA Best Player doesn't guarantee winning the Ballon d'Or, the UEFA Best Lineup is about 80% indicative of the FIFA Best Lineup.
This can also be seen from the selected players, who are basically the same as this year's FIFA Best Lineup.
"I think definitely." Safina looked at Maël on the screen and nodded happily, "Boss's performance last year will definitely support him in being selected for the two most important Best Lineups."
Davis took a deep breath, calming his emotions. "I really didn't expect that in the short year I've known him, I've watched him go from a second-tier league Newcomer King to one of the world's best 11 players."
"He will continue to move forward." Mendes added from the side, "He must have said such things to everyone, and we can all feel his Strength and desire."
Everyone turned their gaze to the screen, no longer chatting, quietly waiting for the arrival of the most important award.
On stage, the players who won the UEFA Best 11 lined up in two rows for a group photo.
Dressed in black suits, they were full of style, each exuding the aura of a superstar. Their appearance together is definitely a scene that fans love to see.
"Click, click, click!" The cameras flashed continuously, freezing the scene. These are the 11 players who, in UEFA's eyes, performed the best in the past year.
After the photos were taken, the 11 players picked up the commemorative trophy and walked off the stage, with almost no interaction during the process.
After Maël stepped down, he went straight to his seat. As he got closer to Isabella, the smile on his face grew stronger. He saw that Isabella was the same.
When he approached, Isabella stood up and opened her arms to him, "Happy?"
"Of course."
Maël hugged her tightly, then handed the trophy to her and sat down in his seat.
Isabella took the trophy with a curious expression and began to play with it, using her fingertips to feel the texture of the UEFA logo.
Maël looked at her with a satisfied expression. After the lights on the scene changed a few times, he focused his attention on the stage and continued to pay attention to the awards ceremony.
"Next, we will present four very special awards, almost unique to UEFA."
The male host glanced at the script and suddenly raised his voice, "Ladies and gentlemen, let us once again welcome the four special Bests with the warmest cheers and applause! UEFA Best Goalkeeper of the Year - Spain/Casillas!!"
"UEFA Best Defender of the Year - Spain/Sergio Ramos!!"
"UEFA Best Midfielder of the Year - Spain/Iniesta!!"
"Ahaaaa ~!"
After the first three positions were announced, the scene was already a wave of heat, and most people stood up and applauded, "Pa Pa Pa!"
This was a round of selection after the UEFA Best Lineup, selecting the most outstanding players in each position! Maël was also applauding for the three, and at the same time felt a little regret for the French Team players. They defeated Spain to win the European Cup, but in these three positions, they still could not compete with the three.
He wouldn't think it was a black box operation or anything. The French Team players in these three positions were much weaker than the three in terms of fame, strength, or accumulation of honors.
He just lamented that the golden generation of Spain was too strong, making countless excellent players beyond their reach. Even if they achieved important achievements, they didn't even see their exhaust fumes.
After thinking about this, a few messy feelings suddenly surged in his heart. It should be the accelerated heartbeat caused by being too expectant of something.
The Best Forward is about to come out, does he have a chance to beat Messi and Ronaldo and take it away? If he can get this, he will be more confident in winning the most important UEFA Best Player, even saying it's a sure thing!
Maël held Isabella's hand and squeezed it inadvertently, causing the latter to look at him, and a look of tension appeared on her face.
"UEFA Best Forward of the Year - Argentina/Messi!!"
The host announced the winner of the Best Forward. Messi, who scored 75+ goals and nearly 30+ assists last season, stepped onto the red carpet in applause, grinning and walking towards the stage.
"Pa Pa Pa!"
In the applause, a look of loss flashed across the corner of Maël's eyes, but he still applauded with great demeanor, squeezing out a few smiles.
Messi won this award with such explosive data, he wouldn't feel too uncomfortable, but he couldn't help but worry that since UEFA thinks he is the best forward, will they give him the Best Player award as well.
If he can't win the UEFA Best Player, which values the European Cup so much, even after winning the European Cup championship, it would be a pity. He can only wait until next year to compete with Messi and Ronaldo in data.
Isabella probably knew what Maël was thinking, and after holding his left hand again, she slowly squeezed it a few times, signaling him not to worry.
Maël nodded to indicate that he was fine. The result was not completely out yet, so he didn't need to be self-effacing.
The Best Forward does not necessarily represent the UEFA Best Player, which represents the award similar to the European Footballer of the Year!
He, who broke two records to win the championship, definitely still has a chance!
"I am very grateful to those who have accompanied me, my coach, my teammates, my..."
Messi then gave a routine acceptance speech, and then walked off the stage to the applause of the audience, looking forward to the final UEFA Best Player award.
"Ok!"
The host then strolled to the middle of the stage, his tone becoming formal, "We all know that after these two awards are presented, there is one more important award waiting for us!
"Before that, I want to say that the past year has been a year for Football, a legendary year for the Best Players!" Some people have been frantically winning championships in the Spanish arena, some have completed breakthroughs for themselves and the collective, and some have been frantically winning championships in the England arena, with amazing performances in the European Cup!
"No matter who wins this award, he deserves it, he is well deserved!
"Finally, maybe people will miss the legends who have left Football very much, but I want to say that there are many legends, but there is only one UEFA Best Player every year!" We must cherish the present, pay attention to the happiness of the moment, and also cherish the prime of the Best Player!" Let us invite UEFA President Platini to present the final award!!"
"Pa pa pa pa.!" In a burst of warm applause, Platini, wearing a suit, appeared on the stage, without anything in his hand, and came to the microphone after coming up.
Realizing that he might soon announce the winner of the Best Player, the live broadcast quickly made a screen cut, giving the big screen to him, and the three small screens to Messi, Ronaldo and Maël respectively.
"The winner of the UEFA Best Player for the 11-12 Season is..."
After Platini said this, the tense emotions of everyone present had reached their peak, especially the three final candidates.
If someone noticed them on the big screen at this time, they would find that the three of them had already held their breath, staring at Platini in front of the stage with their pupils slightly contracted.
Platini seemed to know this too, and smiled and raised his head before announcing, raising his eyebrows to tease the three of them.
However, he did not procrastinate, and after walking towards the UEFA Best Player trophy, he straightened the trophy placed upside down, revealing the name on it, and shouted at the same time: "Arsenal/France. Maël!!"
The winner has been confirmed, Maël has won this year's UEFA Best Player! "Aaaahhhhh!" Exclamations rang out from the scene, and everyone stood up immediately. Messi and Ronaldo were obviously stunned for a moment, and then got up slightly absentmindedly.
"Teng teng teng!" All the spotlights on the scene shone in the direction of Maël, and the music was also changed to a festive symphony.
Under the spotlight, Maël's brain went blank, and his breathing became uneven.
Confirmed? It's him? His face was filled with surprise, and a heat wave instantly surged from his neck, making his face slightly red, and sweat secreted from his forehead, all of which were caused by extreme excitement leading to endocrine disorders.
Although this is not considered a head-on defeat of the peerless twins in their peak period on the highest stage, the feeling of surpassing Messi and Ronaldo and standing at the highest position still gave him an extremely pleasant feeling.
This is definitely an important milestone! After being called the third person in the world, he finally defeated Messi and Ronaldo at an awards ceremony for a major award! From today onwards, he can definitely pursue the highest personal honor for players, the Ballon d'Or!
"Huff"
Taking a deep breath, Maël subconsciously wanted to get up, but felt Isabella's slightly trembling little hand in his right palm before getting up.
Only then did he remember Isabella, and quickly slowed down his pace to receive the award, turning his head to look at his girlfriend.
Isabella was already overjoyed, her mouth open, not knowing whether to smile or not, her thin lips constantly opening and closing.
Maël held her hand, looked up and forward, and kissed her deeply under the spotlight.
They both knew that this moment would definitely be recorded by cameras from multiple angles and become eternal.
This is the scene that Maël and Isabella have been looking forward to. Since they decided to attend the Grimaldi Awards Ceremony together, they have been looking forward to a deep kiss under the flowers and applause after winning the award! After separating, Isabella held Maël's hand, her eyes slightly red, and said: "This is the happiest moment of my life, and I know I will see you win many more important honors.
"Maël, come on! I will always be with you, forever!"
Maël nodded heavily, then turned around and walked towards the stage in the sight of everyone.
He saw Professor Wenger, who came to the awards ceremony with him, raising his hands and clapping, and saw his teammates Thiago Silva and Van Persie giving him thumbs up.
He also saw Messi and Ronaldo smiling unnaturally, clapping their hands stiffly for him.
Finally, he turned his head forward, looking at the silver half-sleeved human-shaped trophy placed on the stage, and at the round frame with the UEFA logo and UEFA mark on it.
He walked step by step towards his first important honor in the adult team, and everything in the past two years flashed through his mind like a slideshow.
In the first step, he seemed to see himself conquering Bramall Lane Stadium, lifting the EFL Championship Trophy at Queens Park Rangers' home stadium, and running hand in hand with Gareth Speed on the field.
At that time, he was still a young boy, not very well-known in the world of Football, and it was impossible to associate him with Messi and Ronaldo.
In the second step, he saw himself losing the Champions League after conquering the Premier League, and then smiling and lifting the first top event champion at Wembley Stadium, leaving a precious photo with his good friends! At that time, some people criticized him, how could he happily win the EFL Cup a few days after losing the Champions League.
But he always had a saying in his heart, let the past be the past, come again next year, people always can't have what they want.
All he can do is work hard to fight for everything, and then when he is fortunate enough to get some important achievements, celebrate wantonly, to feel the high spirits of that moment, and then remember the feeling at that time, and encourage himself to continue moving forward! In the third and fourth steps, he saw himself breaking the Premier League goal record and leading Arsenal to an undefeated season miracle to win the championship, leaving a legend.
In the fifth and sixth steps, he saw himself lifting the Henri Delaunay Trophy, and saw Deschamps rushing over and jumping on his body.
In the seventh and eighth steps, he saw them lift the Community Shield Cup trophy, and win two consecutive Premier League titles! In the last step, he took a chartered flight to Monaco, walked into the hall, kissed Isabella, and received his UEFA Best Player trophy! "Pa da, pa da."
Maël walked onto the podium like this, took the UEFA Best Player trophy on a high platform, held it and shook hands and hugged Platini and others, and thanked them politely.
After doing all this, he looked back and saw hundreds of players, coaching staff members, agents, club management personnel, media reporters, etc. under the stage.
They were all in lower places, looking up at him and applauding for him, which made a sense of pride rise uncontrollably in his heart, and he enjoyed this feeling very much.
There should still be some distance from the final destination, but no matter what, he has achieved a phased victory over Messi and Ronaldo, and briefly experienced the feeling of Top1.
In the future, he will make everyone confirm that he is the current Top1 in Football, the historical Top1, and also the current Top1 in the sports world, the historical Top1!
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