"I said remember this moment"
"In the back of my mind"
"The time we stood with our shaking hands"
"The crowds in stands went wild"
"We were the kings and the queens"
"And they read off our names"
"The night you danced like you knew our lives"
"Would never be the same"
"You held your head like a hero"
"On a history book page"
"....."
Listening to "Long Live" from Taylor's new album, Fly leisurely followed the team into the Etihad Stadium.
Today's match was the ninth round of the Premier League, with Arsenal visiting the Etihad Stadium to challenge the Blue Moon Manchester City.
Before the match, Fleet Street and Italy's Turin Sports Daily hyped the game as the "Battle for the Golden Boy Award."
"Fly VS Mario Balotelli" was even used as a headline by the Turin Sports Daily.
But in reality, Fly, the person involved, was completely indifferent to this so-called duel.
The reason was simple: Mario Balotelli was just a substitute striker for Manchester City at the moment, not even a starter!
What right did such a player have to be taken seriously by Fly?
Let alone a so-called "duel."
Not worthy, okay!
As for the recipient of this year's Golden Boy Award, it had already been decided as early as when Fly won the match against Chelsea.
According to current reports on the Golden Boy Award support rate, Fly held a commanding lead with 76%.
Mario Balotelli only had 15%, and the remaining 28 players combined had less than nine percent.
Was there any suspense left in an award with such a disparity in support?
Even if Fly didn't play in any matches for the next two months, it would be difficult for the Golden Boy Award trophy to change hands.
They weren't even players of the same caliber; putting them together to compete for the same award was a joke, wasn't it?
But Mario Balotelli didn't think so.
Just before the match started, Wilshere came over and showed Fly a video clip.
This video was Mario Balotelli's original words from an interview with Fleet Street media the day before yesterday.
In the video, Mario Balotelli was wearing a Manchester City training kit, with a tuft of messy hair on his head, and spoke confidently:
"I think I am the winner of this year's Golden Boy Award."
"The media outside, including prediction agencies, all believe that Fly Adams will be elected without suspense, which is unfair to me."
"I admit, his stats are very good, he scores a lot of goals, and his efficiency is also very high."
"But this doesn't mean he is a better player than me; on the contrary, I am stronger than him because I already have one Champions League title and two League titles."
"While Fly has nothing, his current number of championships is zero."
"How can a player with zero championships be stronger than a player who has won the Champions League and League titles?"
"The media cannot arbitrarily award the Golden Boy Award to him just because he scored many goals this season; this is irrational."
"The reason I haven't scored much this season is not because I don't have the ability, but because I haven't had the opportunity."
"If I were in Fly's position, and I was heavily relied upon by the head coach, I could also score that many goals."
"Fifteen goals in seven League games, is that a lot?"
"Actually, it's alright, it's just scoring two goals per game; if it were me, I could do it too!"
"In the match on the 24th, I will prove this to you; Manchester City will defeat Arsenal, and I will score more goals than him!"
After watching this video, Fly rolled his eyes and continued to immerse himself in the music, not bothering to respond.
Wilshere found that his good brother didn't reply, felt it was boring, and quickly grabbed his arm, asking:
"Quick, tell me, what do you think? I want to hear the person involved's thoughts, hehe....."
Fly was utterly speechless and could only perfunctorily say a few words: "I don't think much of it; a substitute striker wants to challenge me, I really have no interest."
"Speaking of which, did he lead the team to win his Champions League title?"
"Just a player who got lucky and rode the coattails, and he's talking about honors with me here, it's hilarious."
After hearing Fly's aggressive remarks, Wilshere was satisfied.
Yes, this is how it should be!
This is the Fly Adams he knows!
"It's a pity I'm suspended for this match and can't play, otherwise I'd really like to see what happens between you and Mario Balotelli live."
Wilshere had a look of regret, as if he had missed some big drama.
Fly pursed his lips at this guy's habit of watching the excitement and didn't bother to say more.
What could happen?
Whether Mario Balotelli, a substitute, could even play in this match was a question.
It was indeed difficult for a substitute to compete with the opponent's starting player.
If the head coach doesn't cooperate, it's all just nonsense!
Wilshere saw that Fly was constantly listening to music and couldn't help but ask curiously, "What are you listening to? You have such a smug look on your face, could it be your girlfriend's new song?"
Speaking of this, Wilshere suddenly remembered something, slapped his forehead, and quickly asked, "Is tomorrow the release date of your girlfriend's new album?"
"Yes, October 25th, that's tomorrow."
After getting a positive answer, Wilshere looked at Fly's headphones again and suddenly reached out to grab them.
"What are you doing?" Fly inadvertently let out a startled cry.
"Are you listening to a song from Taylor's new album?" Wilshere suddenly realized something important, which was that this son of a b*tch in front of him could very well be the first listener of Taylor's new song.
Thinking of this, Wilshere was filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred!
You know, that was Taylor, his idol, his goddess!
And it turned out she became his good brother's girlfriend.
This made Wilshere feel very heartbroken!
"Hmm, yes, how about it, very envious, very jealous?" Fly showed his annoying side and began to provoke Wilshere.
"You son of a b*tch, I'll beat you to death!" Wilshere couldn't help but fight with Fly upon hearing this.
Varane, who was standing nearby, saw this scene and was about to step forward to break them up, but was unexpectedly stopped by Fabregas.
"It's okay, they're just fooling around, they won't really fight."
Varane looked into his captain's eyes and saw that Fabregas didn't avoid his gaze at all, then turned his head and saw Fly and Wilshere were already standing up, laughing at each other.
It wasn't until this moment that Varane realized, so I was the clown all along?
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