"Let's go."
Worlock took one last look at the field. He saw the lucky 'rookie' coach Garrispeed adjusting his tie in front of his chest, saw Ma'el raising his hands high towards the fan section applauding… saw the dazzling trophy.
He turned and headed towards the player tunnel, leaving the field to the Sheffield United people who were still celebrating.
Before leaving, he left a final bitter remark: "I didn't lose to Garrispeed, I'm still the best fit to lead Sheffield United. Give me a Ma'el, and I can win the Championship too."
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"The team captain Robert is ready to take down the championship trophy from the high platform! The fireworks are already in place, just waiting for them to raise the trophy high!"
"Robert reached out his hand, hesitated a little...he looked at his teammates waiting for him on the podium, maybe he's looking for someone to take down the trophy with him!"
