175: The Lion Unburdened (Part 2)

Maynard stood before the ball, taking a deep breath.

He knew this might be his last chance tonight.

The ball flew towards the top right corner of the goal, with perfect angle and power.

But Schmeichel displayed the quality of a world-class goalkeeper.

He made a desperate save, tipping the ball over the crossbar.

“Schmeichel! A heroic save in a crucial moment!”

“He secured the team’s victory!”

Thunderous applause erupted from the stands once again.

Schmeichel got up from the ground, vigorously beating his chest.

This save not only preserved the score but also the team’s chance to make history.

The head referee checked his watch and raised his right hand.

Three minutes of stoppage time.

Hartlepool United's players began to pass the ball around, aiming to hold onto this precious victory in the safest way possible.

Crewe launched their final desperate counterattack, but Hartlepool United's defense was rock solid.

Shawcross and Nelson commanded the backline with composure, neutralizing every opponent's attack.

In the 92nd minute, the head referee looked at his watch again.

The fans in the stands began to count down.

“10! 9! 8! 7! 6! 5! 4! 3! 2! 1!”

The whistle blew.

The match ended.

Hartlepool United defeated Crewe 2-1, securing their thirteenth consecutive League victory!

They successfully equaled the longest winning streak record in the third-tier League in England!

Victoria Park instantly transformed into a sea of joy.

The players embraced wildly, some shedding tears of excitement.

Vardy knelt on the grass, pointing his hands to the sky, shouting something incessantly.

Henderson and Sigurdsson hugged tightly, tears glistening in both their eyes.

Schmeichel rushed out of the goal, joining the celebrating crowd.

The fans in the stands sang the team song in unison, their voices echoing throughout the small town.

Old John was tossed high into the air by the players, the old coach's face filled with pride and satisfaction.

He had never imagined that he would one day be part of creating such history.

Lin Feng watched all of this quietly from the executive box.

A warm current surged in his heart, but his expression remained calm.

He knew this was just the beginning.

Equaling the record was certainly worth celebrating, but his goals extended far beyond that.

He wanted to create a new record, one that would be difficult for future generations to surpass.

More importantly, he wanted to lead this team to a higher stage.

Sophie Green quickly organized her notes in the press box.

She wanted to convey this historic moment to the whole world as soon as possible.

This was not just a victory in a match, but the continuation of a miracle.

The celebrations on the field lasted for a long time.

The players were reluctant to leave, and the fans were unwilling to disperse.

This night was destined to be remembered by everyone.

When the players finally walked towards the players' tunnel, a prolonged applause erupted from the stands.

“Hartlepool! Hartlepool! Hartlepool!”

The fans' cheers echoed through the night sky, reaching every corner of the small town.

Lin Feng took one last look at the field, then turned and left the executive box.

He had already received countless congratulatory messages on his phone, but he was not in the mood to reply at the moment.

His mind had already begun to think about the preparations for the next match.

Equaling the record was just a milestone; the real challenge still lay ahead.

He wanted to keep this team moving forward until they stood at the pinnacle of the world.

As he walked out of the stadium, Lin Feng heard the sounds of celebration from afar.

The entire town of Hartlepool was reveling in this historic night.

In the pubs, fans raised their glasses in celebration.

In the streets, people spontaneously gathered together, sharing their joy.

This was the charm of football.

It could unite everyone in a small town, fighting for the same goal, celebrating for the same dream.

Lin Feng's car slowly drove away from the stadium.

Through the car window, he saw streets adorned with Hartlepool United flags and banners.

This small town was completely ignited by the passion of football.

Upon returning home, Lin Feng opened his computer.

The headlines of major sports websites were all about Hartlepool United making history.

BBC Sport's headline was: “Miracle Continues! Hartlepool United Equates Winning Streak Record!”

Sky Sports' report was even more detailed, analyzing every key moment of the match.

Even some international media began to pay attention to this team from a small town in northern England.

Lin Feng browsed these reports, a sense of satisfaction welling up in his heart.

But he quickly shifted his attention to the preparations for the next match.

He opened the system interface and began to check the players' status reports.

【Player Status Analysis】

【Vardy: Stamina 85%, Morale 95%, Confidence Index: Extremely High】

【Henderson: Stamina 88%, Morale 92%, Confidence Index: Extremely High】

【Sigurdsson: Stamina 82%, Morale 94%, Confidence Index: Extremely High】

【Schmeichel: Stamina 90%, Morale 96%, Confidence Index: Extremely High】

All the main players were in excellent condition, which made Lin Feng very satisfied.

More importantly, their confidence index had reached an extremely high level.

This psychological state was crucial for the upcoming matches.

Lin Feng began to formulate the next phase of the training plan.

He wanted to ensure the team could maintain this good condition while preparing for the greater challenges ahead.

Just then, he received a new email in his inbox.

The sender was displayed as “K. K.”.

Lin Feng frowned and clicked on the email.

The email content was very simple, just one photo.

In the photo, Keira Knightley stood in the away fans' section of Goodison Park.

She was wearing a specially made Hartlepool United jersey with “Lin Feng 99” printed on the back.

A mysterious smile played on her face, and her eyes revealed a provocative meaning.

Lin Feng stared at the photo for a long time.

He had to admit that Keira Knightley's approach was indeed unexpected.

This was not just a gesture of goodwill, but a public declaration.

She was signaling to the world her interest in the “Chess Player.”

Lin Feng closed the email without replying.

He knew that this game outside the chessboard was becoming increasingly complex.

But for now, all his attention had to be focused on football.

He wanted to lead Hartlepool United to continue moving forward and create even greater miracles.

Outside the window, the celebrations in the town of Hartlepool continued.

The singing and cheering from afar reminded Lin Feng that tonight was a night to remember.

But for him, this was just a new beginning.

The real challenges were still waiting for them.