If you represent Sheffield one day, please do your best

The next morning, a breeze blew across the Colney training base, blowing the sleeves and hair of passers-by.

Maher pulled his suitcase and carried a black bag to bid his final farewell to his teammates and coaches.

Gilbert followed him. From today on, the two of them truly became people in the same boat and under the same roof.

All the Arsenal U17 players and coaching staff came to the door of the training base, including some other young players of lower age groups.

Hearing that the base has another player who has joined the English Championship team, they naturally want to come and see and pay their respects.

"Be careful, and be sure to call Sheffield United."

Coach Hans waved to Maher and Gilbert, saying the old-fashioned farewell: "Be strict with yourself, I will always pay attention to you."

"Come on, Gilbert!"

"Score a goal in the English Championship!"

"Captain, goodbye!"

Other players also waved goodbye to the two, or to be precise, to Gilbert alone.

Although Maher's heavy artillery convinced everyone to a certain extent, their emotions towards Maher were more complicated.

There was no pure admiration, envy was mixed with jealousy.

Ian and several people who had a grudge against Maher also came today, and they had the ugliest and most complicated expressions.

Even waving goodbye to the two seemed reluctant.

In a flash, they and Maher switched positions, and the words they had said before seemed like a joke.

If Maher wanted, he could pour all those insults back on them at any time.

However, Maher didn't seem to have this idea.

"Coach Hans, sneakers."

He didn't feel embarrassed about not receiving many blessings. He walked to Coach Hans with a smile and handed over the black bag in his hand: "I forgot it that day, I'll give it back to you today."

"You are very rich now, so I won't refuse."

Hans took the bag and patted Maher on the back: "I hope you can get a chance there. The greater your value, the greater the value of this pair of sneakers to me. I hope it will become my collection one day."

"I hope so too."

Maer finally bumped fists with Hans, hugged him, and turned around with Gilbert pulling the box.

There, Sheffield United scout Jolson was leaning against a pickup truck, his hands in his pockets, waiting for them in a very cool posture.

From the face, Jolson was in his thirties, in the prime of his life, and could be considered handsome. The wrinkles left on his face by the years made him more charming as a mature man.

"Get in the car, guys."

Jolson turned the sunglasses on his head to the front and put them in front of his eyes, "Don't look down on my broken pickup truck, you will be comfortable after you get to the high-speed rail station."

Mael and Gilbert nodded, put the luggage behind the pickup truck, and then prepared to get in the car.

After opening the door, Gilbert suddenly stopped and turned to look at the people at the gate of the base: "Wait for my good news, and be sure to watch my live broadcast of the game!"

"...Okay!"

"I will, Captain!"

"We will wait for you to come back!!"

A burst of calls sounded, Gilbert looked at them reluctantly for a few times, and got on the pickup truck.

After the sound paused, the people at the door had not left yet.

They stared at Mahel's figure, their eyes were still complicated, but they seemed to expect him to say something.

Mael noticed their emotions, but he didn't hesitate.

His eyes swept across the faces, and he didn't deliberately pass by Ian and the former annoying guys around him, but looked at them all the same.

After everything changed, his mentality was very different from before.

"Come on, brothers!"

He stretched out his right arm and clenched his fist: "See you in the professional arena!"

With a hearty smile, as if everything was gone with the wind, Maher boarded the pickup truck and closed the door.

The people at the door were silent for a while, and finally, the cheers broke out again.

"Maher! Come on!"

"You must play well!"

"Let those old-timers in the English Championship taste your long-range shooting skills!"

Maher leaned on the car window and looked at them, smiling faintly, after all, they were a group of children.

Time flies, they should all remember this day.

......

The car was slightly bumpy on the road.

This is a very old pickup truck, and some parts should have minor problems.

Jolson drove the car with one hand, and put one hand outside the window, feeling a certain indescribable touch through the speed of the car.

"Actually, why don't we drive directly to Sheffield?"

Gilbert is a native Englishman. He was born in Leicester City and is familiar with the UK. "It's only about three hours by car."

"Ah..."

Jolson looked back and said, "Don't you mind the bumps? It's tiring to ride like this."

"Actually, I want to drive this old guy back to Sheffield. I'm afraid you can't stand it, so I'll send you to take the high-speed rail."

"How can athletes be so delicate?"

Gilbert waved his hand and turned to look at Maher next to him. "What do you think? How about we take a car directly there?"

"Okay."

Maer, of course, had no objection and smiled; "I just want to see the scenery along the way."

Jolson laughed a few times, then simply turned the steering wheel and took his hands back from the outside: "Then sit down, I'll try to get you there as soon as possible."

"Be safe. "

Mael and Gilbert said in unison that not caring about other things does not mean they don't care about this.

The vehicle drove quickly, and after a period of getting along and chatting, the three of them became familiar with each other.

Jolson was also a football player before. When he was young, he was a member of Sheffield United, but unfortunately he was not famous.

Through his introduction to himself, Maher's deepest feeling was... This guy must be a die-hard fan of Sheffield, and he has an indescribable love for the team.

"Sheffield's situation this season is not good. Many players have left the team. Only four people are left from the main team last season."

After chatting for a while, Joelson also talked about the serious things, "And, two of them are the last ones in the main team last season.

"The team has only one goal this season, and that is relegation! I'm moving you two over here to work towards this goal."

Just as Jolson turned his head back, he was "hurted" by the two worriedly, and turned back to concentrate on driving, "I said this for two main reasons.

"First... The club's current difficult situation is a good thing for you two, because it means that it is much easier for you to get a chance to play, and there is a lot of room for you to do.

"As for the second point... Although you are not familiar with me yet, I don't have much face.

"But I still want to say, for my sake, if you have the opportunity to represent Sheffield in the future, you must do your best... I don't want to see the team relegated."

At this time, the pickup truck had already entered the city of Sheffield, and many classical British-style buildings appeared in front of them.

Gilbert was about to answer, but Jolson's voice rang again: "In a sense, you are the last two hopes of the team.

"Of course I won't let you pay in vain, that would make me look greedy, you can wait until you are familiar with me before agreeing to me."

Jolson turned his head again, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and smiled brightly.

The destination was soon reached.

Maher and Gilbert had always wanted to say that giving their all for the team was a basic quality for players.

But looking at Jolson's appearance, he seemed to have some obsession or worries that he couldn't let go of, so he didn't say much for the time being.

The pickup truck finally stopped at the door of a hotel, where they would stay tonight.

"The house has been booked, you go up and rest first."

Jolson got off the car first to help the two unload their luggage, and said, "I'll go find a rental house for you nearby and take you to see it tomorrow."

"Thank you."

After the two thanked him, Maher reminded them, "The monthly rent should be around 3,000 pounds. Our current salaries are not very high."

The two discussed on the way that living together would allow them to take care of each other.

The rent, water, electricity, etc. are shared equally, and the bottom line is that the rent cannot exceed the weekly salary by too much.

Of course, they also want to live in a luxury villa as soon as possible, but the current salary does not seem to be able to meet their consumption.

Settle down first, and then improve the environment after the salary increase!