Becoming a football god from Arsenal

Chapter 97: Breaking the Championship goal record! No, do you really have that much money? [45]

After the clash, with little time left in the match, Sheffield United began to reorganize their defense and guard their goal.

They are the leading side, so there is no need to rush. As long as they hold on to the victory, they can humiliate Middlesbrough with the most arrogant celebration at the moment of victory.

"Press on! Press on!"

The Middlesbrough coach had just been hit twice by someone in the chaos, and his ribs were in excruciating pain. He was furious at the moment and encouraged his players to cross the half court.

As long as it is on the court, the conflict cannot extend to other places. The team's win or loss is the key.

At this point, even if they couldn't overtake the score, as long as they scored an equalizing goal, they could celebrate wildly at Bramall Lane and "shit" everywhere.

The Middlesbrough players who re-entered the game were also well aware of this. They concentrated their energy and continued to launch long pass attacks.

"Middlesbrough played very simply! The tension on the field seems to have not dissipated yet, but both sides have returned to the game. I hope there won't be a larger-scale conflict!
"It was headed into the penalty area! Maguire cleared the ball with his header! It went very far, but Middlesbrough still caught it at the second point and headed it in again!
"This time it was Januhans who had the ball. He turned around and Matthew Bates tried to kick his legs again. He had already received a yellow card in the previous conflict. He had to calm down and be careful with his actions!

"January 28, move to the left, Bertrand has the ball, Maher is asking for the ball, the front court is empty!

"Bertrand passes the ball! This is an excellent counterattack opportunity, Sheffield United has a good chance to kill the game!"

On the field, Maher dribbled the ball with his right foot and approached the opponent's half. He kept observing the opponent's defense and the movements of the players chasing back.

After seeing that the defensive player in the middle was a little loose in his position, he did not hesitate and made a large angled pass to cut the ball to the middle.

The opponent's full-back couldn't keep up and tried to pull him, but he noticed his intention.

"Bang!" He pushed his shoulder forward hard, knocking the other person over.

"Oh!" Cheers broke out in Bramall Lane Stadium. The success of this confrontation will also boost the morale of one side.

Surrounded by the encouragement of the fans, Maher's adrenaline surged and he rushed all the way to the edge of the opponent's penalty area. He swung his left arm and made a shooting motion.

"Hey!" The opponent's central defender shouted angrily, jumped up to expand the defensive range, trying to block the shot.

But in the eyes of everyone, he was more like an actor cooperating with Maher in acting. After Maher gave a slight hint, he flew up and gave up his defensive position.

Because Maher didn't shoot at all.

"Bang!!"

After shaking off the defender, his body really stretched out. He turned sideways, wrapped the football with his right foot, and made a beautiful arc.

From the camera's perspective, the football seemed to be in danger of slipping through the goal at any time, but somehow, as if it was equipped with precise navigation, the football passed the goalkeeper's fingers and went into the net!
The ball went in!
Three to one!!
"Yeah!!" The truly thrilling moment arrived when Maher scored the game-winning goal and Middlesbrough would no longer have any chance of fighting back.

"A perfect inside shot! Maher disrupted the opponent's defense by himself, and finally scored this wonderful goal after passing two people! !

"A record was created. In such a tense game, Maher scored his 31st league goal! Now, he has become the record holder of the English Championship goal!!

"What an amazing achievement! A teenager from Aix conquered the English football world in just one year! All the fans who watched this game will remember this day. They witnessed the birth of a great talent!"

On the court, Maher tore off his jersey, roared to the edge of the court, first clenched his hands like two guns, then threw himself to the ground, and slid to his knees towards the fan area by inertia.

He remembered the celebration, the celebration that was like executing an opponent.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!!" He fired three shots in a row, each one at the top of his lungs, venting his emotions.

After standing up, he threw a fierce punch toward the sky, and then was knocked to the ground by his teammates who followed him and formed a pyramid.

"31 goals! Mygold! I will never score that many goals in my life!"

"we won!"

"Let the people of Middlesbrough go back crying, hahaha!"

"Swish!" Januhans, who contributed to the goal, was not idle either. He turned around to face the opponent's goal and made an extremely insulting dart throwing gesture with an arrogant expression!
They celebrated wildly, wantonly humiliating Middlesbrough and making the opposing fans and players feel ashamed.

"bring it on!"

In the coaching booth on the sidelines, a more powerful player arrived. Gary Speed ​​clenched his fists and faced the opposing coaching booth. He punched angrily every two steps, "Come on! Come on!!"

Middlesbrough's teeth were chattering and his face turned red instantly. He was a Scottish Highlander and his whole body would turn red when he got excited or angry.

Red temperature belongs to yes.

Finally, some Middlesbrough players couldn't help but rush towards the celebrating Sheffield United fans to ask for an explanation.

"What?"

"Damn it, this is our home court, do you really want to bully our players?!"

A fan in the South Stand, which was closest to them, saw this scene and rushed through the security line formed by the security guards in anger, flipping through the billboards and pretending to rush onto the pitch.

"Beep beep beep!" The referee blew the whistle quickly, reminding Middlesbrough players to leave the field quickly and enter the player tunnel.

The face of the player who asked for an explanation changed, and he turned and ran without hesitation, rushing all the way to the player tunnel in his spiked shoes, and he fell heavily because the shoes were too slippery.

When they came to their senses, their coaching staff and players had all run back, and no one was left outside.

They leaned against the wall, listening to the noise outside, and dared not go out again.

"what did I say?!"

In the stands, Zone A, the old man next to Kevin Strome waved his hands in celebration, "Whatever I say, he always does it!"

“That’s really a beautiful fight!”

As an American, it was difficult for Kevin Strom to experience the joy brought by football since he was a child. Most of them played sports such as baseball, football, and basketball.

This was the first time I felt this kind of excitement on a football field, and it was naturally an unforgettable feeling.

There is no need to mention the entertaining nature of football. Volleys, overhead kicks, and scimitar shots all make people enjoy the violent beauty of art.

Even people who don't usually watch football can feel the passion at this time.

"The fight is about to begin!"

Mike suddenly pointed to a spot on the field where some fans were already rushing out. This made him very excited: "Oh! Should we rush down too?"

Kevin Strome glanced at him helplessly, wondering if they were here to watch the game or the conflict.

"Don't look at me like that." Mike's expression remained unchanged, and he said, "I know what the business is. I came all the way here and watched another game here. I already know his influence in this area. He will be fine."

Kevin Strom didn't reply. He was completely immersed in this wonderful game. He turned to the old man next to him and asked, "What should we do now?"

"Wait for the referee to notify you."

The old man pointed at the referee and the fourth official who were about to walk into the tunnel and said, "There are many ways to deal with this. I hope we will be declared the winner. After all, we are already leading by 3 to 1, and they started the fight first."

Kevin Strom nodded, crossed his hands beside his face, and waited anxiously.

After a long time, the referee walked out of the player tunnel, holding a whistle, blew three long whistles, and pointed his finger to the sky: "Beep! Beep! Beep--!"

The game ended early, so in that case, it ended with the current score!
After experiencing some twists and turns at home, Sheffield United finally defeated their opponent with a score of three to one!

"Ohh!!" Another round of cheers drowned out Bramall Lane. The city police quickly arrived and controlled some fans who had just rushed through the security line and flipped through the billboards. They will receive certain punishments.

"Won!"

Kevin Strome didn't know at first, but when he saw the old man next to him raising his hands and clapping, he laughed: "It's not easy, the game is very fragmented, but it's still very interesting."

"Mael! Mahel! Mahel!" The old man didn't have time to answer them, but followed the growing waves of shouting Mahel's name, and he became the hero of the day again.

Moreover, today is also an important day for him, as he has achieved an important achievement!
This honor not only belongs to him, but also to Sheffield United, because it will be recorded in the records that he won this honor in Sheffield!

This will make Sheffield United fans feel very honored. After all, if anyone shows off their team's players to them in the future, they can directly bring out Maher.

——"Well, the player you mentioned is indeed good, but he should break the Championship single-season goal record."

——"Oh, I forgot to tell you, that was done by our player Maher in the 10-11 season."

Some people would have such fantasies because they were often teased by fans of other teams for this before, and they also suffered from not having any of their own players to talk about.

Kevin Strom looked at Mike beside him and saw shock and amazement in each other's eyes.

The two left the stadium shortly afterwards and contacted Maher, hoping to meet the little king of Sheffield today.

The three of them sat together in the familiar old place, the same restaurant where Mendes first brought Maher.

"1.5% of the shares."

Kevin Systrom put forward his own conditions. He explained: "This is the upper limit of what we can sell, and it may not be all. We need to set up an equity incentive table. You will get how many shares according to the publicity effect you achieve.

"I hope you don't get offended by this, but in the latest round of valuation, we have an estimated market value of $3000 million."

"Yes."

Mike nodded and added, "If you convert it, you can think of it as a contract worth $45. I think it is still very attractive to young players like you."

Kevin Systrom was afraid that Maher would not believe him, so he opened his phone and opened a news page: "Look, our valuation is really 3000 million US dollars, and we are planning to raise funds recently.

"Selling 25% of the shares and getting $750 million is a sky-high price. Maybe you don't quite understand it now."

Maher listened to them first and nodded. It was true that different fields pose great difficulties. They were not well-informed and had misjudged each other.

He chuckled and asked, "Did your financing go smoothly? Do you need new funds?"

"good."

Kevin Strom didn't understand and thought Maher had misunderstood. "This is also an investment, but it's a pure resource investment. We also need a partner like you."

“So, I’m worth 1.5%?”

Maher didn't expect that they would think so highly of him, but taking only 1.5 certainly didn't meet his expectations. He continued, "How about giving me 10%, which will only count as 1% of my personal resource shares, and I'll take the rest at your price."

In a transaction, if you want to take a step forward, it is better to take a step back first, so as to increase the success rate and persuasiveness. Paying 0.5% more is not a problem for him.

"Haha."

Kevin Strom smiled, but his opinion of Maher was lowered in his heart. He thought that Maher was greedy. "You may still have a misunderstanding. This 25% is all for financing, not for negotiation with you.

"We need money. Without it, we can't run servers, recruit employees, and maintain the company."

Mike suddenly slapped him, making him a little angry. Just as he was about to lose his temper, he heard the other party say, "He wants to invest money. Don't you understand?"

"invest?"

Kevin Strom was even more surprised, and this time he held it in for a long time before he explained in annoyance: "Mael can quickly calculate that if 25% is 750 million US dollars, 1% is 30 US dollars.

"The 10% you want, minus the 1% you add from your personal influence, totals 9%, which costs $270 million."

"I do." Maher replied before he could finish.

The momentum of the US dollar is not very strong this year, and the exchange rate difference with the British pound should be around 1.64, which means that if he takes out about 165 million pounds, he will have 270 million US dollars.

He had calculated before coming here that this was the upper limit of what he could digest, and it all depended on whether the other party would agree.

"270 million US dollars is needed. Wait for me to check today's exchange rate."

After Kevin Strom finished speaking, he took out his phone and searched for the exchange rate. Only then did his brain react to what Maher had just said. He looked up suddenly and said, “What did you say?!”

Mike heard it clearly. He opened his mouth slightly, not knowing whether Maher had lied to them or they really underestimated this child.

After dinner, the three of them came to an ATM. Maher inserted his card into it, and a clear number appeared in front of everyone.

【1784651.49】

Two weeks later, another salary of about 6 pounds after tax arrived. Maher's savings were close to 180 million pounds, which is close to 300 million US dollars.

"Oh!"

Mike was a straightforward person. He hugged his head and turned away. He was a little afraid of attracting robbers, so he pursed his lips and forced himself to lower his voice, "It's so scary, so scary."

Kevin Strom stood there in a daze. Although he didn't say anything, he looked dazed all the way, as if his soul had been taken away and he couldn't even speak.

ps: The Championship will end this week.

(End of this chapter)