Chapter 384: Chapter 111: Golden Ball Award Candidate List! The Second Additional Skill! Jones’s All-In Wisdom! Keep Moving Forward!

"Trust me, poker is also a kind of wisdom. You have to dare to go all in in life.

"Look at me, first all in! Second all in! Third still all in!"

Saying this, he seemed possessed by some spirit, shaking his hands and shouting in ecstasy, "All in... all in... all in!"

"Stop going all in for now." The tavern owner pointed towards the Emirates Stadium, reminding him, "The match is about to start. Hurry up and buy your ticket."

"Alright."

Jones put down his glass, stood up, and walked towards the door. Before leaving, he turned back with a flushed face and said, "All in!"

....

"Beep!"

"The match begins! Dear viewers, you are now watching the 15th round of the Premier League, where Arsenal hosts Everton at home!"

"Arsenal’s recent performance has been excellent; they remain unbeaten in English football, and have only lost two Champions League matches this season due to voluntary forfeits!"

"This is thanks to their explosive attacking lineup. They have scored the most goals in the league, yet have let in the ninth-most goals."

"Let’s look at both sides... Let’s first look at this attack. Arsenal kicked off with an aggressive strategy, Ma’el cuts in towards the center while Van Persie draws away a defender!"

At the Emirates Stadium, the match had just kicked off, most players on both sides were still adjusting, and Arsenal was already on the attack.

Ma’el took the ball on the wing, slashed towards the center, eluding three defenders and arriving near the midfield.

"Boom!!"

Without hesitation or warming up his foot, he launched a violent strike at the goal.

The opponent had adopted a six-defender formation from the start, with a clear defensive stance. Scoring early to disrupt their defense strategy would be invaluable.

The Premier League’s five consecutive matches had begun. After resting for two games, Ma’el was in excellent form, his desire to score reaching its peak.

"Clang!!"

The ball ultimately bypassed goalkeeper Howard’s hands, only to be denied by the post, bouncing back into the penalty area with great force.

"Ah! Didn’t go in! A powerful strike that shakes mountains but missed! What a shame!

"Let’s see the position for the second chance, Everton’s defenders have the upper hand, but Ma’el didn’t linger after the strike, he’s rushing in!"

"..."

"Oh.....!" Amidst the feverish atmosphere, Ma’el rushed into the penalty area like the wind, unfazed by hitting the post as the ball rebounded back.

There’s still a chance!

Seeing him charge in, defenders Baines and Hibbert immediately tried to close him down to buy their team more time to clear the ball.

Ma’el encounters such defenses every game, remaining calm, he maneuvered agilely around them.

He trusts his speed!

"Thump thump thump!"

With all Arsenal fans watching expectantly, Ma’el charged into the penalty area, arriving first at the rebounding ball.

"Boom!!"

Before the ball touched down, he launched a violent aerial strike, sending it flying back towards the goal.

"Swish!!"

"Yeah...!!"

The ball went into the net with a crisp sound of the net, plunging the entire stadium into a frenzy.

"One to zero! Opening goal!

"Ma’el hits home on the rebound! Strikes the post himself and then scores the rebound! What a magnificent opening kill!

"It’s like he used the post as a wall, setting himself up for a better shooting position, then scoring with a stunning aerial strike!

"A world-class goal! Ma’el’s strike gives Arsenal the lead! Many media outlets reported that he’s set to receive his first major personal honor in Turin!

"With this form, this performance! How can anyone else win the Golden Boy Award?!"

"..."

"Wow.....!"

On the sidelines, Wenger waved his right arm, joining the fans in a state of ecstasy.

As Ma’el landed, he ran towards the corner flag area, flames rising in his chest, spewing out through his throat, "Ah!!"

League goal number 16!

After reaching the sideline, he slid on his knees along the ground, spreading his arms towards the stands, "Come on!!"

"Beautiful!"

"Their six-defender formation is shattered!"

"Damn, that was awesome!"

"So, is Ma’el ready to receive the Golden Ball Award after claiming the Golden Boy Award?"

"Hahaha...!"

Arsenal’s teammates joined him, joking and teasing as they hadn’t expected this emotional high so soon after the game started.

"Damn it! Fack!!"

On the sidelines, Everton’s long-suffering head coach Moyes roared towards the pitch, his fury directed at team midfielder Fellaini.

"First, six defenders lined up without staggered defensive positions! Who the hell taught you that defense?! He bypassed all of you with his speed! 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"Don’t you know your own speed? Failed to protect the back!"

"And you, Fellaini! As a defensive midfielder, you must hold the top of the arc, why are you missing?"

"Don’t give me the excuse of not being in match condition. How come he got into match condition and scored twice against you in three seconds!

"Fack! Fack!!"

Moyes’s temper is considered good among Scottish coaches, but conceding a goal less than a minute into the match really pissed him off, leaving him baffled.

He painstakingly devised the six-defender tactic, hoping to stand a chance against Arsenal with Ma’el, only for it to be shredded instantly.