The famous Crystal Palace stadium finally loomed ahead after a few more minutes, its lights shining brightly in the evening dusk. Zachary's anticipation surged, and he felt his adrenaline spiking.
The bus pulled into the stadium's parking area, and the players disembarked, their focus intensifying with each step. Zachary took a deep breath, soaking in the charged atmosphere around him as he followed his new teammates out of the bus.
As he walked towards the entrance, the reactions of the Crystal Palace fans were a mix of hostility and awe. The boos were louder now, but Zachary also heard murmurs of his name, whispers acknowledging his prowess and the impact he could have on the game.
This was the Premier League, where respect for skill often transcended club loyalties, even if only briefly. As he took everything in, Zachary appreciated such a footballing culture.