Chapter 814: What, Goal Drought?! A Good Start! Classic Celebration Returns! Blockbuster Signing Officially Arrives!

“Daniel Levi! Get out of Tottenham, you greedy fool!!”

They held up plaques, carried banners, and some even graffitied their own white cars with ‘Levi get out,’ parading through the streets.

The fans were extremely agitated, most of them had reached peak dissatisfaction with Levi.

Kyle Walker, Modric, Bell—these players were in their minds the most talented, and represented the hope for Tottenham’s return to the championship contention.

The fans almost pinned all their hopes on these three, but look at now, in just one year, all three were consecutively sold, and two of them were even sold to Arsenal, their arch-rivals from across town!

What the fans cannot accept isn’t the fact that the players have been sold, but that they’ve never seen Levi’s determination to compete for the championship!

“Levi! Get out!”

“Levi! Get out!”

But the deal was done, and no matter how loud or angry their shouts were, it couldn’t stop the business vehicle carrying Bell from soon arriving at the gates of the Korni Training Base.

“Clap… clap…!”

A little past twelve noon, Bell, dressed casually, walked down from the base’s entrance with a smile, high-fived and hugged those waiting to welcome him before heading towards the administrative building surrounded by the crowd.

On the first floor of the administrative building, Ma’el as captain, along with Van Persie and Koscielny who was still on crutches, waited for him, and upon seeing him, the three walked forward together.

“We’ve waited a long time.”

Ma’el grasped Bell’s hand with one of his hands, and placed the other on his shoulder, smiling: “Welcome to joining Arsenal, what you’re embarking on is surely a championship journey.”

“My greatest wish is for you to be happy here and to have a career filled with wonderful memories.”

“Thanks.”

Bell, although having met Ma’el many times and been to his house, blushed today here, not daring to meet Ma’el’s eyes, always shyly turning his head sideways.

This was indeed normal, after all, a European champion waiting just for you counts as a grand reception… Anyone in such an array would inevitably feel somewhat uneasy, combined with the change in status.

Then, after greeting Van Persie and the others, he stepped toward the media room, where he would complete the signing, and finally proceed to the examination room for a check-up.

Ma’el and the others followed behind him, understanding that the star today wasn’t the three of them; they just needed to represent Arsenal by showing their sincerity.

More than half an hour later, watching Bell enter the examination room, they turned back together, ready to go home.

“Worried he’ll steal your limelight?” Van Persie teased, smiling at Ma’el.

“Not worried.” Ma’el shook his head with a calm smile, and couldn’t help but laugh, “Compared to him, I’m more worried whether I’ll receive my UEFA Best at the end of the month, next Wednesday.”

“Tsk…..!” Van Persie waved dismissively, knowing Ma’el was teasing him.

“Haha…..!”

Koscielny followed, bursting into laughter with Ma’el, as a defender, he had no hope of earning honors, and thus wasn’t hurt by such words, able to mock Van Persie freely.

In any case, Bell thus joined Arsenal, becoming part of the team’s daily training.

No matter what turmoil this caused outside, in the minds of the three of them, it was a warm afternoon, with Van Persie’s embarrassed face.

…

August 26th, the final round of this month arrived, with Arsenal facing Stoke City in this match.

This was a team that barely escaped relegation at the end of last season, weaker than Sunderland.

However, Wenger was not careless, still sending out a full-strength lineup, only giving Vermaelen a chance to see what it felt like pairing with Thiago Silva.

The match started at 7:30 PM, the best time for a football game.

“Hahaha…..!”

Home fans finished work, carrying beer and popcorn, heading to the stadium, even knowing the home team might likely lose, they still optimistically chat and laugh, happy to have a soccer match to watch.

Most of the away fans only needed to take a half-day off to easily attend this match.

“Beep!”

As the match began, the scene wasn’t much different from the previous game, still Arsenal controlling possession and attacking, with Stoke City retreating deeply for counterattacks.

Compared to Sunderland Team, which focused more on overall movement and helping each other, Stoke City emphasized confrontation and aggressiveness.

There are good and bad aspects to this approach.

It might create some intimidation effects in the short term, but over time, as the defenders accumulate more yellow cards, their advantage instead ties their hands and feet.

“Boom!!”

In the 35th minute of the match, Ma’el charged out in the center of the penalty area, took the crossing from Van Persie, who had drifted wide, right in front of Huth, and struck a dipping shot into the far corner of the net.

One to zero!

The Premier League’s second goal!

Just 9 minutes after this goal, Cazorla’s corner kick crossing enabled Giroud to score a header, extending the lead!

Two to zero!

With the continued progress of football tactics and skills, Stoke City and most Championship teams gradually lost their Sky City title.

People gradually realized that teams utilizing space better and with stronger technical abilities, even if not tall, can still crash header goals into the net!

In fact, it’s always been this way, football is a sport of space and time… Physically strong and tall players, if unable to understand the game well, or have other advantage points, will certainly gradually fall behind football development.