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Chapter 60 : The dawn of Wembley and a historic leap forward · Oct 01, 2026

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51 Chapter 51 : Eve of the Storm 2026-10-01
52 Chapter 52 : The Battle Horn at Victoria Park 2026-10-01
53 Chapter 53 : A meat grinder-like battle 2026-10-01
54 Chapter 54 : Honor in defeat 2026-10-01
55 Chapter 55 : Heading to Wembley 2026-10-01
56 Chapter 56 : Road to Wembley 2026-10-01
57 Chapter 57 : The germination of ”Northern seeds” 2026-10-01
58 Chapter 58 : The choice between roaring and ”burning the boats” 2026-10-01
59 Chapter 59 : The suffocation of Kipmoot and the persistence of the ”North” 2026-10-01
60 Chapter 60 : The dawn of Wembley and a historic leap forward 2026-10-01
61 Chapter 61 : FA Cup R5 - Valley Stadium 2026-10-01
62 Chapter 62 : The struggle in the valley and the patience of the ”fox” 2026-10-01
63 Chapter 63 : The fall of another giant 2026-10-01
64 Chapter 64 : The tired lion and the thorns on the ”road to championship” 2026-10-01
65 Chapter 65 : The pressure of being at the top of the table and the shadow of the ”Red Devils” 2026-10-01
66 Chapter 66 : The Red Devil’s Arrival and the Oath of the ”Iron-Blooded North” 2026-10-01
67 Chapter 67 : The Red Devils’ suffocating siege 2026-10-01
68 Chapter 68 : The Red Devil’s Awakening 2026-10-01
69 Chapter 69 : Reflections under the shadow of the Red Devils 2026-10-01
70 Chapter 70 : Wembley Calling 2026-10-01
71 Chapter 71 : Road to the Championship 2026-10-01
72 Chapter 72 : Unexpected bumps in the league 2026-10-01
73 Chapter 73 : A pilgrimage to Wembley 2026-10-01
74 Chapter 74 : The Wembley attack and defense 2026-10-01
75 Chapter 75 : The crowning moment of glory 2026-10-01
76 Chapter 76 : The brilliance of the trophy 2026-10-01
77 Chapter 77 : ”Vacation” mentality 2026-10-01
78 Chapter 78 : Collective loss after taking the lead 2026-10-01
79 Chapter 79 : Thunderstorm in the locker room 2026-10-01
80 Chapter 80 : The Oath of the Miserable Soldier 2026-10-01
81 Chapter 81 : Season summary 2026-10-01
82 Chapter 82 : Gigg Lane’s Final Battle Horn 2026-10-01
83 Chapter 83 : Champion’s Prelude 2026-10-01
84 Chapter 84 : The afterglow of being crowned champion 2026-10-01
85 Chapter 85 : The value of genius 2026-10-01
86 Chapter 86 : Intercept and sign! 2026-10-01
87 Chapter 87 : From Heavenly Book to Geometry Wars 2026-10-01
88 Chapter 88 : The mysterious ”KK” 2026-10-01
89 Chapter 89 : The last piece of the puzzle before the start of the game 2026-10-01
90 Chapter 90 : A stunning debut at Elland Road 2026-10-01
91 Chapter 91 : Geometry Wars 2026-10-01
92 Chapter 92 : The “Game” of Capital 2026-10-01
93 Chapter 93 : Plan B 2026-10-01
94 Chapter 94 : Disregard for hometown parks 2026-10-01
95 Chapter 95 : The fangs of the “upstarts” 2026-10-01
96 Chapter 96 : The business territory of ”Northern Dragon” 2026-10-01
97 Chapter 97 : The flames of revenge at Memorial Stadium 2026-10-01
98 Chapter 98 : Revenge of the Broken 2026-10-01
99 Chapter 99 : ”Genius” coach 2026-10-01
100 Chapter 100 : candlelight dinner 2026-10-01

60: The dawn of Wembley and a historic leap forwardThe whistle blew in the rainy night at Kipmot Stadium.

The rain had stopped, but the pitch was still slippery, and the players’ jerseys clung to their bodies, heavy like armor.

Doncaster Rovers’ players charged out.

Their coach, Sean O’Driscoll, frantically waved his arms on the sidelines, shouting something, but his voice was drowned out by the roar of the home fans.

Time was running out; they needed at least two goals to qualify directly.

Hartlepool United’s players also returned to the pitch, their faces not relaxed, but even more focused.

Chris Smalling wiped the rain from his face with the back of his hand; he could feel the desperate madness of Doncaster Rovers’ forwards.

”Stay focused!” Captain Nelson’s voice came from behind him.

”They’ll attack at all costs!”

Just three minutes into the game, Doncaster Rovers launched a frantic offensive.

Brian Stock took the ball in midfield; he didn’t choose to pass but instead dribbled forward directly.

Jordan Henderson went to meet him, and their bodies collided with a dull thud.

Henderson lowered his center of gravity, used his leg strength, and firmly pinned Stock in place, the ball rolling away from their feet.

Stock tried to use his body to push past the teenager ten years his junior, but Henderson’s strength was beyond his expectation.

The ball rolled towards the touchline in the chaos, and Henderson immediately turned to chase it, mud splashing with every step he took.

In the fifty-second minute, Doncaster Rovers got an excellent opportunity.

James Hayter received a pass on the right wing; he faced Matty Robson’s defense and performed three feints in a row.

Robson’s center of gravity was shifted, and Hayter instantly accelerated past him.

His cross flew high, heading straight for the center of the penalty area.

Paul Heffernan leaped high in the middle, and his header powerfully struck the top left corner of the goal.

Kasper Schmeichel’s body was fully extended in the air, and his fingertips just managed to touch the ball.

The ball was deflected, striking heavily against the crossbar.

”Bang!”

The metallic clang echoed in the night sky, and a gasp rose from the away fans’ section.

Schmeichel quickly got up after landing, shouting his teammates’ names loudly.

”Tighten up! Tighten the formation!”

Schmeichel pounded his chest, roaring at the defensive line: ”Get your heads in the game! It’s not over yet!”

His heavy breathing made Smalling clench his fists as well.

In the fifty-eighth minute, Old John on the sidelines received a phone call.

He held the phone to his ear, trying hard to hear Lin Feng’s voice clearly.

”Get Gylfi ready, make the substitution now.”

Lin Feng’s calm instructions came from the other end of the line.

”Replace Adam Boyd with him; we need more control.”

Old John nodded vigorously, even though Lin Feng couldn’t see his actions.

He immediately turned to the bench, waving to Gylfi Sigurðsson.

In the sixtieth minute, the substitution board was raised.

Sigurðsson jogged onto the field, his eyes calm and focused.

Adam Boyd walked off the field, his body tired, his face filled with unwillingness.

Doncaster Rovers’ coach, O’Driscoll, immediately shouted from the sidelines,

Signaling his defensive midfielder to stick to the newly introduced Icelander, he had already spotted the threat.

His first touch in midfield was a precise long pass, the ball soaring over Doncaster Rovers’ midfield and directly finding Vardy in the attacking third.

Vardy chested the ball down, but it was cleared by an opposing defender.

However, the quality of this pass made Doncaster Rovers’ players realize that Hartlepool United’s attacking threat had increased.

In the sixty-fifth minute, Doncaster Rovers launched another offensive.

Their right-back, James O’Connor, boldly pushed forward to assist; after receiving a pass on the wing, he didn’t hesitate and immediately crossed the ball.

The ball arced through the air, heading straight for the center of the penalty area.

Smalling and Heffernan both jumped at the same time, their bodies colliding in the air.

Smalling’s header cleared the ball out of the danger zone, and it landed at Sigurðsson’s feet.

Sigurðsson didn’t control the ball; he immediately launched a long pass, and the ball flew to the attacking third.

In the seventieth minute, the opportunity came.

Doncaster Rovers’ midfielder Paul Green tried to pass back to a defender, but his pass lacked power.

Jordan Henderson burst out from behind; his speed was like lightning.

Henderson’s toe just touched the ball, changing its direction and rolling towards the center circle.

Henderson immediately turned to chase the ball, with Green’s furious roar behind him.

”Damn it!”

Green desperately chased back, but Henderson’s speed left him despairing.

After getting the ball, Henderson looked up to assess the situation in the attacking third.

Vardy had already started his run; his speed was astonishing.

Henderson didn’t hesitate and immediately launched a long pass.

Henderson’s long pass had just the right amount of power, with a slight out-swing, perfectly curving around the chasing center-back and landing in Vardy’s sprinting path.

Vardy began his furious sprint.

His first step left the defender beside him behind, and by the second step, he was through on goal.

Doncaster Rovers’ center-back, Graeme Lee, desperately chased back, but Vardy’s speed meant he could only see a fading back.

Goalkeeper Ben Smith had already come out to the edge of the six-yard box, trying to block Vardy’s shooting angle with his body.

Vardy didn’t panic; his footwork was exceptionally calm.

He gently chipped the ball, which arced beautifully over the goalkeeper’s head.

The ball slowly descended in the air, landing deep in the net.

”Goal!”

The away fans’ section erupted in a deafening cheer.

Nearly two thousand Hartlepool United fans frantically waved their scarves, their songs drowning out the sighs of the home fans.

Vardy ran towards the corner flag, his knee-slide celebration leaving a long streak of water on the wet grass.

His teammates swarmed him, surrounding him completely.

In the Sky Sports commentary box, the local commentator’s voice carried clear shock.

”Jamie Vardy! It’s him again!”

”A crucial away goal!”

”Hartlepool United are just one step away from Wembley!”

”Doncaster Rovers now need to score three goals to qualify; this is too difficult!”

Sean O’Driscoll on the sidelines held his head in his hands, his face filled with despair.

0-1, 3-1 on aggregate, Hartlepool United had almost secured the win.

But Doncaster Rovers’ players did not give up.

With the support of their home fans, they launched a final frantic counterattack.

In the seventy-fifth minute, Doncaster Rovers earned a free-kick opportunity.

The ball was delivered to the center of the penalty area, and a dozen players crowded into the small box.

In the chaos, the ball bounced to Heffernan’s feet.

Heffernan didn’t hesitate and immediately shot.

The ball flew straight towards the bottom left corner, a difficult angle.

Schmeichel’s reaction was lightning-fast; his body instantly lunged towards the ball.

His fingertips just touched the ball, deflecting it, and it flew past the post and out for a goal kick.

”Great save!”

Applause erupted again from the away fans’ section, their voices particularly loud in the night sky.

Schmeichel got up from the ground, shouting his teammates’ names loudly.

”Focus! It’s not over yet!”

His voice carried an undeniable authority.

In the eightieth minute, Doncaster Rovers launched another offensive.

Their entire forward line pushed up, and even the defenders participated in the attack.

James Hayter received a pass on the left wing; he faced Simpson’s defense and chose to force his way through.

Simpson’s defense was well-positioned, but Hayter’s experience was greater.

He used a feint to get past Simpson, then immediately crossed the ball.

The ball flew towards the center of the penalty area, and Heffernan leaped high in the middle.

But Smalling’s judgment was more accurate; he had already positioned himself.

The young center-back’s header cleared the ball out of the danger zone.

The ball landed at Sigurðsson’s feet, and he immediately organized a counterattack.

Time passed minute by minute, and Doncaster Rovers’ players became increasingly agitated.

Their passes started to become inaccurate, and their coordination was not as fluid as before.

In the eighty-eighth minute, Doncaster Rovers earned a corner kick opportunity.

This might be their last chance.

The ball was delivered to the center of the penalty area, and everyone crowded into the small box.

In the chaos, the ball bounced to Heffernan’s feet.

Heffernan didn’t hesitate and immediately shot.

The ball nestled into the bottom right corner of the goal.

1-1!

The home fans erupted in a huge cheer, but the goal came too late.

The aggregate score was still 3-2, with Hartlepool United still leading.

The fourth official held up the board for injury time: 3 minutes.

These three minutes were Doncaster Rovers’ last struggle.

They launched a final frantic attack, but Hartlepool United’s defense remained rock-solid.

Smalling and Nelson’s coordination was almost flawless, and Schmeichel’s commanding voice echoed above the penalty area.

Finally, the referee’s whistle blew.

Game over!

Hartlepool United drew 1-1 away to Doncaster Rovers, eliminating their opponents 3-2 on aggregate!

They had historically reached the EFL Trophy final!

Wembley Stadium was beckoning them!

Hartlepool United’s players celebrated wildly on the field, embracing each other and crying, overcome with emotion.

The away fans’ section completely erupted; nearly two thousand traveling supporters frantically waved their scarves, their songs echoing long into the night sky.

”We’re going to Wembley!”

Old John trembled with excitement on the sidelines, tears glistening in his eyes.

This was the greatest moment of his coaching career and the most glorious night in Hartlepool United’s history.

In the stands, Lin Feng stood up.

A relieved smile appeared on his face, a look of contentment and peace.

He clapped his hands, saluting the players on the field.

This was just a small step for the team towards glory, but for this small club and these young players, it was undoubtedly a great leap.

Their next goal was to lift the championship trophy at Wembley!

Vardy ran towards the away fans’ section; he took off his jersey and held it high.

The fans’ cheers surged like a tide, and tears of pride glistened in their eyes.

This young man from the amateur League, with his speed and shooting, had brought unspeakable glory to this small town.

Schmeichel hugged the goalpost, his face filled with disbelief.

Just a few months ago, he was playing in non-League; now he had become the goalkeeper for the EFL Trophy final.

Smalling was tightly embraced by Nelson, the captain saying something in his ear.

The young center-back’s eyes shone with a determined light; he knew this was just the beginning.

Henderson knelt on the grass, his hands covering his face, his shoulders trembling slightly.

The sixteen-year-old had made a huge contribution to the team’s qualification with his running and tackling.

Sigurðsson stood in the center circle, quietly watching his teammates’ celebration.

There was no ostentatious expression on his face, only a deep sense of satisfaction.

He knew that this team’s story had just begun.

Miles away, at Victoria Park in Hartlepool, thousands of fans gathered in pubs to watch the match.

The moment the final whistle blew, the entire town erupted.

People rushed out of the pubs and poured into the streets.

They waved scarves and sang team songs.

This once-quiet town celebrated wildly on this night.

Sophie Green rapidly typed on her keyboard in the press box; she was going to record this historic moment.

Her eyes sparkled with excitement; as a journalist, witnessing such a miracle was the greatest fortune of her career.

”Northern Storm, sweeping Wembley!”

She typed this headline on her keyboard, then began writing what she believed might be her most important report.

The lights of Kipmot Stadium were still bright, but the joy of victory already belonged to the away team.

Hartlepool United’s players slowly walked towards the player tunnel, their faces etched with fatigue and satisfaction.

Wembley, that sacred name, was no longer an unattainable dream.

It was there, waiting for their arrival.

Waiting for the Northern Storm to descend.

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