Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 75 Christmas! The hot Boxing Day battle! [35]

On December 12th, Sheffield United was extremely noisy from the morning, and large-scale organized celebrations were held in the city.

People celebrated their festival by beating gongs and drums and dancing happily.

After a morning training session with the players who were selected for the next day’s match, Maher headed to the street where his uncles and aunts were staying.

Along the way, he saw countless men, women, young and old dressed in Santa Claus costumes, and the whole city was drawn into the festive atmosphere.

He couldn't help but feel a little envious and recalled the scenes of celebrating the Spring Festival in his previous life. After all, his soul came from there.

Shaking his head, he chose to accept the life in front of him, accept his family and everything in this world, and make the best of it without wasting his energy.

"Mael."

When he got off the car, the driver stopped him and encouraged him: "I saw you were thinking about something along the way, so I didn't dare to disturb you. Come on, gas tomorrow."

"Come on." Maher clenched his fist towards him, accepted his request for a photo, and finally gave him an autograph.

His uncle, aunt and family had been waiting for him at the hotel entrance. They looked the same as he remembered, except that their faces were more excited and their emotions were more unfamiliar.

"elder brother."

Ava, who was fearless, didn't care about anything and broke the ice for them. She ran up and hugged Maher's waist and legs, "I miss you so much. Mom and Dad won't let me see you."

Maher's face was full of smiles. He lifted Ava up and said, "Isn't this what we have seen?"

After he put Ava down, his uncle and aunt came up and stood beside him with silly smiles on their faces, not knowing what to say. The huge change in their nephew's identity seemed to make them unsure of how to get along with him.

"Getting stronger."

Clemont walked up and carefully squeezed Maher's arm, then asked, "There's a game tomorrow, so there should be training or a meeting today, right?"

"Well, the afternoon and evening are very busy."

Maher nodded. He didn't have time to take everyone around Sheffield today. They had to go back after dinner.

"elder brother."

The eldest sister in the family, Maggie, came over. Just like the meaning of her name, 'Pearl', the sixteen-year-old has grown into a graceful young lady. She is tall and thin, and her face is also very delicate, but her temperament has not kept up.

This may be related to the living environment she grew up in. Maher knows very well how his family lived when he was a child.

The second brother Bruno also came over. He didn't call out "brother", but nodded at Mahel with a dry laugh, seeming a little embarrassed.

"Auntie."

Maher took the initiative to greet Betty. Although his aunt did not support him playing football before, he knew how much this woman had contributed to the original owner's growth.

He inherited this body, so naturally he must inherit everything.

"grown up."

Betty pursed her lips, not knowing if this was the way she imagined they would meet. She couldn't help but walk up to him and touch the back of Maher's head. "He seems to be a little taller. It must be hard to be alone in England, right?"

"Not bitter."

Maher retorted subconsciously, and was actually moved by the sincerity of his words. It seemed like this was the first time someone had spoken to him like this.

My aunt blinked a few times. She was a pragmatic person and always felt that everything depended on her own hands, so she could understand to a certain extent how much her nephew had paid behind the scenes to get to this point.

Her eyes suddenly felt sore, and she looked away to cover it up, forcing a smile: "Come back home when the season is over."

Maher hummed, then waved his hand and said, "I'll take you guys to eat something delicious, let's go."

He chose the restaurant where he was going to meet Mendes. Since his family had come here with great difficulty, he naturally had to serve the best.

If they like it, he won't feel bad even if they eat here every day and spend thousands of pounds a day.

Who else can I spend this money on except myself?

Giving can give him a strong feedback, allowing him to live truly and no longer feel empty inside.

Every time this happens, he can also feel the importance of making money to him and has a stronger motivation.

When entering the restaurant, Maher walked in front. He could feel that the five people behind him seemed to slow down their pace and were a little hesitant.

He took them into the box, asked for a bottle of £700 worth of wine, opened it for his uncle and aunt, and let them drink it.

"A little less please."

"I don't know what to order, why is there no price on this?"

When ordering food, the uncle and aunt seemed hesitant, and the other brothers and sisters did not say anything. Only Ava was staring at the drinks column on the menu.

She couldn't read the words, but there were photos on the menu and the colorful drinks dazzled her.

After taking the menu and seeing that his uncle and aunt only ordered three dishes that looked very cheap in a can, Maher started ordering. He ordered seven dishes in one go before returning the menu to the waiter.

“That’s too much.”

Clement was afraid that Mahel would spend too much money, so he poured himself a glass of red wine and took a sip. A look of intoxication appeared deep in his face. "Expensive wine is really different."

"Let me try it." Auntie also poured half a cup and took a sip. Her eyes lit up immediately. "It's really good."

Maggie and Bruno also looked eager to try. They really wanted to try what the 700 pounds of wine tasted like.

"Today is a special day."

Clemont didn't stop them, and took out the glasses and poured them wine, "You can have some too."

"Okay." Bruno finally smiled. He had been cold all the way.

Ava thought she could drink something too, so she stood aside and watched eagerly, but she never got her cup.

She reached out and took it herself, making the whole family laugh.

"Hahaha"

The atmosphere finally became cheerful and it finally felt like Christmas.

Mahel watched them, and even he didn't notice that there was a smile on his lips.

Although my uncle and aunt said there were too many dishes, they didn't hesitate when eating. They didn't say much and just focused on eating, occasionally having a glass of red wine.

Maher ate very little and just kept playing with Ava. This experience was what he had missed since he came to this world. "Someone will come to pick you up tomorrow."

After dinner, it was time to say goodbye. Maher saw the reluctance on their faces and said, "Don't go to the stadium by yourself. You will take the elevator directly from the underground garage to the box."

"it is good."

Clemont smiled awkwardly. When he mentioned this, he felt that he was really sick. "What kind of box?"

"It's a secret."

When Maher told them yesterday, he concealed the part that they would be watching the game in the team owner's private box. He imitated Clermont and said, "It will also be a surprise."

The family laughed again, and Mahel waved goodbye to them, saying that he would not take them back to the hotel.

Prepare well for tomorrow and try to win this game at the best level!
On December 12, the day everyone had been waiting for finally arrived.

Football is a working-class sport in the UK. Originally, it was the only way for workers to entertain themselves in their spare time during the Second Industrial Revolution.

Just think about it, after Christmas when families reunite, during the wonderful holiday, it would be so intoxicating to play a fierce football game on the grass with your co-workers, and finish it off with sweet wine and cigarettes.

The tradition of the Boxing Day match has been passed down and has become the most important match for fans across the UK in the first half of the season.

Sheffield United is lucky this season as they will play this game at their home ground, Bramall Lane, which has also heightened the enthusiasm of the fans.

Look at the Hull City fans who came from Yorkshire. Even though they were equally enthusiastic and their shouts echoed for several blocks, they always felt subdued.

It was three o'clock in the afternoon, half an hour before the game started.

There were already crowds of people at Bramall Lane, surrounded by the sound of whistles and singing.

"You are a light in the darkThat there's only the road down the dark!!"

Due to the cold weather, a rather funny scene occurred at the scene.

Many Sheffield United fans took the larger jerseys and put them over their jackets and padded coats, which made them look extremely bloated.

But this also represents their intentions. Even if they turn into a ball, they still want to support the team!

"Charge! Let Hull City have a taste of our abilities!!"

"Sheffield! Sheffield!!"

“End the halfway mark with a victory!”

Sheffield United fans on the street raised their hands and shouted pre-war declarations to express their impatience.

Soon, more than 4,000 loyal fans of the visiting team arrived in an organized manner. They formed a black mass and filled the entire street. They waved their hands every two steps and shouted in unison; "Hull city!! Hull city!!"

The home team fans were not to be outdone when they saw this. The diehard fans holding the team flags gathered the crowd together, waving their flags and shouting, "You will go home crying! You can't even take a single point away from here!"

The game hasn't even started yet, but the confrontation has already happened outside the field.

The fans of both sides seemed to have returned to an ancient battlefield, performing their final war dance before the charge, ready to kill each other at any time.

"Clack. Clack!" Four or five mounted policemen on tall horses patrolled back and forth between the fans of the two sides, fearing that a conflict would break out between the two sides.

Traffic police also immediately cordoned off the surrounding area, put up seals and no-entry signs to avoid greater chaos.

More than ten minutes later, faint snowflakes floated down and light snow began to fall from the sky, which added a bit of atmosphere to the day and the cheers of the fans became even louder. This must have been a memorable moment.

At this time, a seven-seater commercial vehicle drove over from a distance. After the driver communicated with the traffic police, he was allowed to pass and drove into the stadium.

In the car, Clemont had not yet recovered from the shock of the police's 'special treatment' when he was attracted by the scene in front of him.

"so many people."

Maggie looked at the surging crowd outside the window and opened her mouth slightly. "This is so shocking. It feels completely different from what I saw on TV."

"I can't hold it back."

Clemont rubbed his hands and looked around curiously: "I really hope my nephew can score a goal today. I haven't heard what these people cheer like live."

The car drove into the stadium parking lot. After parking, the driver quickly got out, opened the door for the five people, and led them to the elevator entrance.

As they climbed to the top floor of the stadium, a different scene appeared before their eyes. It seemed very spacious and not as crowded as the fan area.

There were empty sofas everywhere, and rocking chairs in the corners. Waiters were coming and going with champagne and red wine, and chefs were pushing exquisite food carts, selling food to everyone.

"Want to be here?"

Clermont was excited. The environment here was very nice and comfortable.

"No."

The driver shook his head, gestured for them to come in, and continued walking forward until they reached the end of the corridor, opened a door, and walked down another flight of stairs.

This place is located on the left side of the stadium. The overall decoration is in log style, which is business-like and low-key, giving people a sense of old money.

Looking closely, the sofas, built-in wine cabinets and other furniture are all made of extremely fine workmanship. They are obviously valuable and made of the finest materials.

This is a completely private and secluded box, separated from the court by a glass sliding door. Standing next to it, you can see an almost panoramic view of the court.

"here?"

Clermont's worldview was once again impacted. He realized how much the club valued his family after his nephew's value increased.

“It’s much better than decorating my home.”

Maggie said something unnecessary, she was fascinated by this place, "It's nice to live here."

"Hahaha"

A deep laugh sounded, and they realized that there was an old man standing in front of the refrigerator in the corner. "Hello, I'm McCabe, and I do some real estate business."

He walked slowly and steadily, "Sheffield United is my team, and I also invested in a team in China.

"On behalf of the club, I welcome you. Please take a seat. If you need anything, just tell my driver. We have everything you need for food and drinks. We guarantee you the best viewing experience."

McCabe picked up the red wine glass and raised it to gesture towards the crowd, a bit like Leo's move in "The Great Gatsby".

Well. In the eyes of the Clement family, he, wearing a gorgeous suit and speaking elegantly, does have the temperament of a movie star, and he is also a powerful villain.

(End of this chapter)