From Arsenal to the Ball God

Chapter 797: Chapter 7: Fancy Ma Goes Live! You Can Still Deliver a Perfect Performance! Flying Kiss Celebration!

His rhythm was completely different from everyone else’s. At that moment, running at full speed without the ball, it was as if a top-tier track athlete had mistakenly wandered onto a soccer field.

“Fack…..!” Fabregas cursed angrily behind him as he turned around to chase, unwilling to give up.

“Thump thump…!”

On the right flank, Gervinho dribbled the ball forward. Seeing Giroud and Van Persie in position, he sent a cross over. Naturally, he also wanted to contribute an assist to impress Wenger.

However, after passing the ball, he grimaced and hunched over; the force of the ball seemed a bit light and might drop at the near post.

He watched the penalty area nervously and saw Giroud running towards the near post. Immediately, Giroud lowered his body into a very awkward position, flicking the ball back just as he lost balance and fell to the ground.

“Thud thud thud…..!”

Ma’el was already outside the penalty area, gritting his teeth as he tried to accelerate again to catch up with the attack.

It was as if he could smell something very enticing waiting for him ahead!

“Boom!!”

In the center, it was Van Persie’s turn to leap up for a header. He was well prepared for this attack, jumping higher than Terry and crashing a high-quality header.

The ball flew quickly past Cech’s hands, roaring towards the goal, but it was getting higher and higher, looking like trouble.

“Clang!” The sound of striking the frame echoed for the second time, causing countless Arsenal fans and players to bow and clutch their heads.

“Still didn’t go in! Oh, Arsenal has hit the framework twice in this match! Once the post, once the crossbar! Truly unlucky!!”

“Wha…..?!

However, immediately following this, with a change in the commentator’s voice, Arsenal fans and players who saw what happened quickly changed their expressions, quickly leaping up with arms raised.

“Boom!!”

Ma’el appeared at the right spot, diving in with a header to smash the ball and himself into the goal.

Rebound shot!

Two to nil!

Brace!

“Wow…..Wow…..!!” Wembley Stadium erupted, with over 40,000 Arsenal fans and more than 10,000 neutral fans cheering and applauding for their efficient counterattack.

“Another goal! Another header! After three consecutive headers, Ma’el finally launched the ball into the net!! A brace! It seems to be his norm!

“Leading two to nil! Exactly at this juncture! Chelsea’s challenge to win is getting bigger!

“We see Wenger, while celebrating, calling in the defensive midfielder Gilbert. This player, who registered for the Arsenal first team two years ago, is finally about to make his first-team debut!”

“…..”

On the field, Ma’el got up from inside the goal with Cech sitting nearby, just as Fabregas and Ribery caught up to the penalty spot.

But this time, he couldn’t even be bothered to ridicule them. With just a contemptuous smile, he spread his arms wide, running like a great bird towards Wembley Stadium’s sidelines for the celebration.

Twice at this stadium, he has already scored five goals!

He hopes that when he retires, he can also set a record as a club player at this stadium.

“Oh…..!!”

Ma’el ran towards the direction of the sunlight, making him appear to glow with a tangible brilliance, reminiscent of some legendary forwards and superstars now retired.

“A Ronaldinho with headers and long-range shots, and super disciplined!”

“No, I think he’s like Ronaldo, or rather, Ronaldo is like him….. Indeed, besides Ronaldo, there’s no one close to him at this age, it’s a gap in quality.”

“Why do I feel like even Ronaldo is at a gap compared to him?”

“The new season is worth looking forward to!”

“…..”

Amidst the cheers and discussions, Ma’el reached the sideline with hands clasped at his chest, closing his eyes for a ‘rest in peace’ celebration.

Then he crouched down, smiling and blowing a kiss towards a Chelsea grandma.

She instantly responded with a brisk middle finger after crossing her arms without saying a word.

He didn’t mind, only recalling Wenger’s words….. Yes, hitting the crossbar and missing a penalty don’t matter, he might still deliver a perfect performance!

The Community Shield Cup championship was very close, maybe just 30 minutes away!