From Arsenal to the Ball God

As the red smoke slowly dissipated on the field and the fireworks gradually vanished from the stands, the Emirates Stadium lit up, revealing its true appearance.

”Sha la la... Sha la la la...!”

Tens of thousands of fans dyed the green pitch red, tightly clustered together, waving their arms and flags, immersing the place in a sea of celebration.

Without a doubt, this will be a classic moment that every participant will never forget!

The joy they experienced today is unparalleled at any other time!

Look at the opponents at their feet, like Manchester City and Chelsea, who have long stirred up a whirlwind of wealth, investing over a hundred million pounds each year.

Also, there are the veteran powerhouse teams, Manchester United and Liverpool, still hoping to restore ancestral glory with a few remnants of their charm.

And the strong obstacles like Tottenham, Newcastle United, Fulham, and Swansea.

But they, with victory after victory, courageously fighting through draws, overshadowed the other 19 teams in the Premier League, forging the glory of champions!

”Arsenal...!!”

”Champions...!!”

”King of London...!”

”King of England...!!”

The cheers rose and fell, this awe-inspiring scene persisted for a long time before fans began preparing to orderly exit from the inside out.

If not for the anticipation of the trophy ceremony here, they would definitely not leave, instead celebrating wildly on the pitch until they were exhausted.

”Whoa...!”

When the Emirates Stadium became spacious again, Sagna flashed a set of white teeth, shook his head, and started dancing, ”Da da da... da da da!”

Van Persie and Alexander Song quickly joined him, lifting their arms to step left and right, their hips and shoulders constantly colliding, causing everyone to burst into laughter.

”Haha...!”

Ma’el also laughed as he joined them, his mind free of any clutter, only knowing to revel in joy at this moment.

”By April it was all...!!”

Mertesacker pretended to hold a microphone, singing the team anthem ”Hot Stuff” to everyone, ”England’s number one came back a hero...!!”

More players joined the celebrating crowd, their dance moves quirky, but the joyous mood was shared.

At this moment, no one cared about how well they danced compared to others, only indulged in wild rejoicing.

”Fantastic!”

Kyle Walker danced beside Ma’el, laughing and looking up to express: ”Half a season after the transfer, 2 championship trophies, is there anything better in the world? Hahaha.....!”

”Ma’el, you truly are my lucky star, following you is always the right choice!”

Ma’el patted the back of his head, beaming: ”Mutual lucky stars, let’s keep going, we have more to win!”

”Of course! We’re all young!” Kyle Walker’s eyes were full of anticipation, fantasizing about more glorious victories in the future.

Arteta and Mertesacker, after dancing for a while, approached Ma’el, paying tribute to this striker who created over 60 goals.

Before joining Arsenal, they were in mid-tier league teams, never even touching the edges of major honors... They never imagined, in their rookie season with the team, they’d achieve great success.

They certainly knew who led this change, to whom they should express their deepest respect.

”Slap...!” Mertesacker clapped hands with Ma’el, then hugged tightly, exclaiming: ”Joining Arsenal, I’ll never regret it in my life, very honored to fight alongside you all.”

”This is the most right choice of my career.” Arteta, beside him, spread his arms, embracing both, ”Ma’el, you are truly the player I admire most, not even the Superstars can compare.”

Others also came over, celebrating with Ma’el, offering their respects.

Ma’el almost clapped hands and embraced with every Arsenal player, enjoying himself, feeling his importance to this team, a strong sense of being needed.

This made him very satisfied, he wouldn’t modestly tell others ’not at all,’ but accepted everything with ease, along with his 40 goals.

He brought all this, changed the original history.

He hoped to achieve more, together with this club, to tread a brand-new path of glory!

Lastly, Mr. Wenger came over, having already removed his coat, wearing only a thin shirt.

Ma’el and he exchanged a smile, then turned away until they were very close and then looked at each other again filled with emotion.

”We’ve... done it.”

Usually eloquent, Wenger was a bit halting at the moment, his body language quite rich, sometimes spreading his hands, sometimes clapping hands with Ma’el, seemingly wanting to express something but unable to say.

His eyes glittered, related to his recent tears, joyous tears still shimmering in his eyes.

This was not merely a championship trophy for him, but a superb remedy to reverse all adverse trends of the club!

He believed, after this season, all of Arsenal’s affairs would return to his once-beautiful vision.

They will have healthy finances, high brand value, team valuation, and stock market value.

He won’t have to scrimp anymore, he’ll sign the players he wants, then flourish in this arena full of elites, reclaiming everything lost.

He will no longer be labeled a ’failure expert,’ nor gloomily featured on newspapers!

He wants to capture the European championship and even challenge the goal always buried deep in his heart, to make this club great, and challenge the honor of England’s most successful club!