From Arsenal to the Ball God-Chapter 119 - 38: Keep Advancing! A 100% Chance at the Title! Wenger’s Longing G

London, Fulham District.

Novins Road Stadium, home of Queens Park Rangers, just witnessed a top-of-the-table clash reach its conclusion.

"Clap clap clap....." The home fans started clapping, a resounding applause echoed throughout the stadium. They felt this result was acceptable.

At least they didn't lose to Norwich, allowing Norwich to close the gap with them.

Outside of these clapping fans, almost every fan zone had someone nervously checking their phones for the other match's situation.

"90+2!"

"90+3!"

They kept refreshing, not seeing a 3-3 score but a new page — "Final!"

Three to two!

Sheffield United defeated Cardiff City at home, taking their points to 90!

"Ah....." A stir began to rise on a small scale, slowly expanding, enveloping the entire stadium. The applause gradually ceased.

Instantly, they felt that a draw against Norwich at home wasn't so sweet after all. In fact, it was a bit unacceptable.

It was apparent that with a draw here in the top clash, Sheffield United was the biggest beneficiary.

"Fack!!"

At this moment, a larger uproar broke out in the stadium's South Stand, many fans angrily threw water bottles onto the pitch, ripping their team's jerseys to shreds.

"Step down, Neil!!"

"Get lost, look at what you've turned this team into."

"Norwich led Sheffield United for a season, and you spent so much money during the winter transfer, where did it all go?!"

"Leading by 7 points, only to be overtaken, can you actually lead a team?"

Norwich fans seemed to have received news of the victory there and knew their rank slid to third on the leaderboard, out of the promotion zone.

It was unacceptable; they had seen direct promotion hopes after 46 rounds and felt increasingly confident.

But in this final sprinting phase, they suddenly fell, and are likely heading for the unpredictable playoffs, a psychological shock nobody can handle.

They care not that the team's points this season might have been enough for the title in other seasons, only whether the team can move up, reach the top league!

Queens Park Rangers fans, seeing them like this, felt a bit balanced..... after all, they're still at the top with a 3-point lead, not at a crisis yet.

Thinking this, they quietly left the field, leaving it to the enraged Norwich supporters.

Beneath the stadium, Queens Park Rangers manager Worlock, like their fans, silently returned to the locker room, leaving it for Norwich's head coach, Neil.

"Ahem."

Neil gathered the despondent players together, hesitating for a moment, searching for words.

He took on more guilt; adding last summer and this winter's transfer window together, he spent over 20 million pounds of the club owner's money, and the owner's wrath would be intense.

Not to mention the promises made to fans before the media, the pledges given to players in the locker room, expectations from close friends and family.

"At the end of the half-season, I carried my granddaughter around our home stadium, enjoying fans' cheers."

He chose to open the topic with himself to encourage the players: "Then I told her, at season's end, there would be a grander party here, an honor celebration, and I would certainly bring her.

"There must be people beside you who anticipate you, like my granddaughter, waiting to join the celebration with you.

"Don't forget what they place in you, and definitely don't forget the fans; only a 1-point gap, raise your heads and keep fighting!"

The players bit their lips, slowly lifting their heads, Neil clenched his right fist, his right arm trembled: "Come on, Norwich!"

"Come on! Norwich!" The players shouted in unison, clapping, their fighting spirit reignited, leaving the match's results behind.

Neil led them all to the away fans' stand, lined them up to face their supporters, confront failure head-on.

"Clap clap clap....." They clapped hands, listening to fans' rebuke and even curses, feeling their eyes turn from eager anticipation to disappointment, even despair.

They must remember this moment of guilt and humiliation, strive for one victory after another, ensuring no such emotion appears on themselves again!

In any aspect, they are, respectable opponents.

......

April 16th, Championship Round 42.

Bramall Lane Stadium, magnificently lit, with loud song, the match between Sheffield United and Barnsley kicked off here.

"Janu races past the midfield line, he's still accelerating! A beautiful Marseille turn, breaks free, open space on the left and center!

"What will he choose? Evans suddenly speeds up, can he pass to him?!"

"Evans receives!! Flicks and shoots.....! Goal! One to zero, Sheffield United takes the lead!

"Bramall Lane erupts, they've seen the hope of holding the promotion zone steady!! Even, they might strike for the Championship title!"

"....."

"Janu looks very excited today, he clashes with Shakel, flicks past as he turns!! Beautiful! Follows up with a shot!!

"Oh....!! Hits the crossbar and rebounds to the box! Ma'el rushes out diagonally, he gets the ball! Trippier is on him, not allowing him to turn and shoot!

"Forced turn! Confrontation! Oh....!! Trippier falls inside his own box, raising hand to signal the referee! No action from the referee, it's a fair physical contest!