From Arsenal to the Ball God-Chapter 133 - 43: Sheffield People’s Carnival!! Champions!!

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"Oh....!!"

Outside the stadium, the fans leaning against the gate still couldn't see what was happening inside. Upon hearing a loud cheer, they quickly turned to look at the fans on the fence.

"What's happening?!"

They asked anxiously, and before they finished, the ones on the fence had already given them the answer.

They all flipped and jumped down from the fence, raising their hands high: "Ma'el scored from a free kick! We won!! The championship is ours!!"

"Oh....!!"

A new wave of celebration started here, as dozens of fans gathered together and began to cheer and jump.

From a distance, on the fan plaza, someone noticed the commotion inside the stadium, and seeing their excitement, rushed over uncertainly, loudly asking, "Who scored?!"

Their answers were simple; without turning their heads, they shouted in unison: "Sheffield United!!"

Those few immediately convulsed on the spot, showing various peculiar celebration poses. They also did not forget to share this news with those in the fan plaza still watching the delayed match.

"Goal! Goal!! We scored a goal!!"

"Ma'el scored the free kick, stop watching!"

"Did it really go in?" 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

"Oh....! We've won the championship!!"

"Look again!"

The cheers on the fan plaza started to echo in small areas, but most still didn't dare to confirm and kept staring at the big screen waiting.

They saw Ma'el running up, watching the soccer ball sail over the wall, and finally saw the ball smash into the net. They watched Garrispeed rush toward the fan section.

"Yeah.....!!" An even louder shout came from here, as they obviously had more people. Countless people threw their prepared confetti high into the air, and some even poured beer directly.

"Ahoh....!"

"Aaagh.....!"

Various cheers of different degrees came from all directions, the sound erupted from the nearby fan plaza occupied by Sheffield United fans.

Their voices soared into the sky, converging together, making the surroundings of the stadium within several kilometers restless.

Sheffield United won the championship!!

The last time they won was in the last century, more than fifty years ago!

......

Meanwhile, at Carrow Road Stadium.

Neil hugged his granddaughter, unable to bear watching the match broadcast any longer. He closed his eyes, counting the time, Ma'el should be about to take the shot.... he would soon hear whether the cheers or curses erupted from inside the stadium.

"Oh....!" A shout came, Neil suddenly opened his eyes, seeing many on the stands jumping up, raising their arms, cheering those around them.

He still couldn't be sure, until four or five seconds later, a burst of cheers erupted throughout the stadium: "Wow...!!"

"It went in!"

The assistant coach came running, flipping the screen with tears in his eyes: "Ma'el scored! We've surpassed Queens Park Rangers, directly promoted!"

Neil's face quickly flushed with excitement, his eyes reddened, and his arms holding his granddaughter trembled: "That's great, that's great!"

He started moving, walking quickly, preparing to hand his granddaughter over to his son, continuously marvelling along the way: "Promoted.... they didn't play a soft game!! Ma'el was amazing, 40 goals!"

Suddenly, he felt a shortness of breath, having to open his mouth to take big gulps of air, "No.... no pressure anymore, we've done it!"

Turning around, he saw the players casually throwing their phones to the ground, all as happy as if they'd won the championship, sprinting toward the fan zones, directly entering the fan formations to celebrate.

Some took off their clothes, some took beers from the fans and gulped them down, some, regardless of gender, hugged others and kissed them.

Neil suddenly stopped, remembering the promise he made to his granddaughter to experience this celebration.

"Renani."

Looking at that lovely face with a porcelain doll expression in his arms, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with one hand, saying: "Granddad promised you'd feel what flying is like, and granddad's done it!"

"Alright!" Renani grinned broadly, watching everyone celebrating, she too waved her hand in excitement.

"Haha....!" Neil finally smiled, holding his granddaughter and briskly running, going against the wind as if breaking through all shackles, embracing rebirth.

"Ah...." Renani shouted strangely all the way, laughing with giggles afterward.

Neil kept accelerating, running straight for a while, running around the bends for a while, finally running backward for a bit, stopping after bumping into someone.

"Sorry." He apologized, not even seeing who it was, then started running again with his granddaughter.

At this moment, the chain reaction of the players rushing into the fan zone came, and when they left the fan zone, all the fans followed them onto the field.

A scene that occurred at Bramall Lane Stadium a few days ago was re-enacted here.

"Premier League, here we come!"

"Back to the top league!"

"Neil, you're amazing!"

The fans' view of Neil underwent a complete turnaround, as many headed straight for Neil upon entering.

Neil stood on the center circle line, watching countless people come to him, experiencing the transformation from 'get out, you're fired' to 'a capable name'.

He and his granddaughter chuckled together, not knowing what to say, just muttering quietly: "Thank God, thank Ma'el, thank Sheffield United!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Neil was subsequently thrown into the air by the fans, someone held his granddaughter safely.

Under normal circumstances, he wouldn't be comfortable handing his granddaughter to anyone, but today, on the day he was celebrated as a hero, he didn't worry about losing his granddaughter!