Chương 20: Battle at Goodison Park II

As the celebrations began to calm down, Marcus felt a sense of overwhelming pride and accomplishment. He had dreamed of moments like this, where his skills and hard work would shine on a grand stage. He knew his dad was watching, and the thought of making him proud added an extra layer of fulfillment to the moment.

Harvey approached Marcus again, a wide grin on his face. "That was just the beginning, mate. We've got more goals to score and more games to win."

Marcus nodded, his determination renewed. "Absolutely."

The referee signaled for the game to resume, and the players returned to their positions, but the buzz of excitement lingered in the air. The equalizing goal had not only brought them level but also reignited their spirit and belief in themselves.

The goal gave Fulham a much-needed boost, and they continued to press forward, looking for a winner. Everton, however, were not ready to back down and responded with their attacks, keeping the Fulham defense on their toes.

In the 70th minute, Everton came close to regaining the lead. A well-placed corner kick found the head of Morgan Feeney, who directed the ball toward the goal. Magnus Norman reacted quickly, making a crucial save to keep the score level.

"Another great save by Norman!" the commentator praised. "Feeney's header was on target, but Norman was there to deny him. This match is on a knife-edge, and both teams are giving it their all."

As the clock ticked down, the tension in the stadium grew. Both teams fought hard, knowing that a single mistake or moment of brilliance could decide the outcome.

In the 85th minute, Fulham created one last chance. Ben Davis intercepted a pass in midfield and quickly launched a counter-attack. He found Marcus on the left wing, who sprinted forward with the ball. Marcus cut inside and played a through ball to Elliott, who was making a run into the box. Elliott took a touch and fired a shot toward the goal, but Virginia made another fantastic save, keeping the score level.

The final whistle blew, and the match ended in a hard-fought 1-1 draw. Both teams had given their all, and the crowd showed their appreciation with a round of applause.

"An intense and thrilling match here at Goodison Park," the commentator concluded. "Both teams had their chances, but in the end, it's a draw. Fulham showed great resilience to come back from a goal down, and Marcus and Harvey Elliott were outstanding. This promises to be an exciting season for both sets of young players."

As Marcus walked off the pitch, he felt a mix of exhaustion and pride. They had fought hard and earned a valuable point against a strong Everton side. He glanced at Harvey, who gave him a tired but satisfied smile.

"Good game, Marcus," Harvey said, patting him on the back. "We played well."

"Yeah, we did," Marcus replied, feeling a sense of accomplishment."

In the locker room, the celebrations continued. The players were in high spirits, recounting the match and their performance. Marcus sat down, taking a moment to absorb everything.

He changed out of his kit, and Marcus felt a deep sense of fulfillment. The goal, and the celebration, had all combined to create a memory he would cherish forever.