The man looks at his son lying on the ground.

Yes, there was both pride and worry in his eyes.

"It's not his fault, he made the right choice," he said to his wife.

Not only the latter, but even the Cardiff fans around him agreed.

But someone disagrees.

Rao knew that his choice might go wrong.

But when all this really happened.

No regrets, Anthony just hates his lack of ability!

If your own judgment can be more accurate, can you block the pass?

If my speed can be one step faster, can I bring down Lindy?

if...

"Oh!"

Unlike the celebration over there, Anthony punched the ground hard.

I am still too weak!

The team conceded a total of three goals.

But I lost two on my side!

Perhaps because the first half was coming to an end, the cheers on the field suddenly became smaller.

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded from the sidelines.

Like a thunderbolt, it exploded in his mind.

"Anthony!"

who is calling me?

Why is the voice so familiar?

But he still didn't get up, he was just a fan who wanted to scold him.

Ha ha.

"Anthony!"

The voice sounded again, this time more clearly than before.

Well, it's from the left.

He turned around helplessly.

But when his eyes touched the blue and white figure, he was completely stunned.

He couldn't believe it was true.

In the third row of stands on the left side of the stadium.

A middle-aged man with half-white hair was calling his name there.

It's like when I was running on the training ground when I was a kid.

It's just that the body that looked so majestic when he was young doesn't seem to be so stalwart now.

Well, a little bit blessed.

Moreover, there is no such neatly combed big back hair.

Under the slightly disheveled hair, that always stern face was smiling at him today.

Yes, it was his father, old Gerald.

But it was the clothes on his father that tickled his throat.

He seemed to feel that the corners of his eyes were getting hot, and he unconsciously reached out and wiped them.

In the eyelids, the crystal that was mixed with the rainwater fell before it could be wiped off.

Today, his father, who has been in a cold war with him for several years, appeared on the scene wearing his No. 6 jersey in Cardiff!

Father also turned around to show him.

But then, his tears couldn't stop anymore.

I saw my father squatting down and slowly holding up a small homemade poster.

The words above are a bit ugly:

Anthony, you will always be the best player in my heart!

----Old Gerald!

Anthony, who was kneeling on the ground, looked up at the sky, letting the rain completely wet his face.

"Hehehe~"

He suddenly laughed.

Laugh at your youth and ignorance, laugh at your youth and frivolity, laugh at your immaturity, laugh at yourself...

He slowly stretched out his left hand and gave a thumbs up.

Then he patted his chest.

The mouth opens and closes.

Old Gerrard also burst into tears instantly.

He understood the mouth shape.

I haven't heard that voice since I was a child for many years.

"Dad!"

The two reconcile at this moment.

Old Gerrard was proud of his mediocre son.

And Anthony also understood his father's love.

The director of the stadium also discovered this scene, and the camera was naturally shown to the reconciled father and son.

"This...this is Anthony Gerrard and his son."

"Speaking of which, the old Steven Gerrard in the stands wearing the No. 6 Cardiff jersey is Liverpool Steven Gerrard's uncle."

"It's very interesting, the father came to cheer on the son."

"Even if Anthony's defense has just conceded a goal, in the eyes of old Gerrard, he will always be the best player."

"England has seven levels of leagues, and fans of many small teams are local residents, neighbors, and family members."

"All the family members are their most loyal fans!"

"Normal people like Anthony Gerrard and his sons abound in England. This is their football culture."

"It's football that brings people together, it's football that brings people together."

"Love, not watching a ball at 8:[-] today."

"Love is not a criticism of high-spirited speech."

"Love is the passion to love no matter what!"

"Love is the impulse to break through the shackles of emotion!"

"Our love, in our hearts, does not change with age."

"Not diminished by worldly troubles."

"Sometimes, it just disappears suddenly."

"However, when we calm down, it will suddenly appear and fill our empty hearts."

Following Lao Zhan's words, the first half of the game ended.

Anthony came to the sidelines, and his father hugged Anthony across the barrier in the aisle that the crowd made for him.

"I believe in you, I have always believed in you, come on!"

Old Gerald patted his son on the shoulder, his eyes moist.

And Anthony could only nod silently, unable to say a word.

At this moment, he felt that the suffering he had suffered, those days and nights of hard training...

Everything is worth it.

"Hey! This is my son, Anthony Gerrard!" Old Gerrard introduced Anthony loudly to the crowd, as if introducing his greatest pride in this life.

...

The Liverpool players back in the dressing room were quick to pester Gerrard with stories about his cousin.

Gerald had no choice but to tell all he knew one by one.

The crowd kept sighing with emotion.

One has little talent and relies purely on hard work.

Fortunately, I joined the youth training program, and miraculously joined the League One team....

But at this time, the picture of Anthony was still in Lindy's mind.

He saw his "initial heart" at that time in Anthony's face.

Lindy was deeply moved.

Because, he used to be such an ordinary player.

Seeing Anthony, Lindy cherishes his present even more.

He kept Anthony's story in his heart and kept pushing himself.

Returning to the field after the intermission, the Liverpool players were full of confidence.

On the other side, Cardiff also refused to give up this game.

The second round of the contest between the two sides is imminent.

"Well, both sides are back on the pitch and Liverpool were 3-1 up at half-time."

"If nothing else, Dalglish will win Liverpool's first trophy as the head coach of the team."

"And if Cardiff can reverse and win, then they will win the most important championship trophy since 94."

"You know, the last time we won the FA Cup was in 1927!"

"Okay, the game will start soon, let us wait and see."

With the whistle of the referee, the second half of the game officially began.

......

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