341 Bright Red Part 2 (2/2)

Bendtner suddenly charged up!

”Nicklas Bendtner!! And GOOOAL!”

The City Ground stadium shook violently with the roar.

”This is Nottingham Forest's first Champions League goal in twenty-four years! This is the City Ground's first rallying cry for a Champions League goal in twenty-four years! The cameras are shaking. I'm sorry we can't see the scene after the goal in the first instance. But I don't think we need to watch this scene to understand. We can imagine it in our minds! The team that once had power over Europe, Nottingham Forest has finally returned!”

Regardless of the differences in the domestic arena, patriotism still prevailed in such European competitions, not to mention the proud British people. They were accustomed to thinking that everything British was good and outstanding. At that moment, not only the Forest fans but even the commentator, who never liked the Forest team, cheered without reservations for Nicklas Bendtner's goal.

Twain knelt on the ground, raised his arms, and looked up at the sky. He had waited two years for this moment!

The pain of losing a friend, the isolation of meeting with setbacks, being ridiculed, being insulted, and the crushing pressure he had faced. And now it was like he was a phoenix rising from the ashes.

Surrounded by people cheering, the coaching team, substitute players, and fans in the stands behind him, he was still kneeling on the ground with his hands pointing to the heavens.

Thank you, God, for sending me here. This is your best decision!

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The Forest bar had become a sea of beer with the golden suds splashing in the air and raining down on everyone's faces. Laughter, singing, and shouting had long drowned out the sounds of the television.

Either way, the sounds from the televisions must have been the cheering from the City Ground stadium. There was no need to listen when they were cheering too.

The bar's owner, Kenny Burns, did not join the cheering crowd. He just stared at the television screen and watched the sea of red inside the City Ground stadium, lost in his thoughts.

How familiar this is...

The cheering sounds around him changed and faded into the background. The sounds from the television had also changed, becoming somewhat hazy and indistinct.

”Kenny Burns… What a terrific assist! Nottingham Forest is one of the most powerful teams of this era. Brian Clough's team defended their Champions League crown! He has accomplished a great achievement that no one has even dared to think of before! The red tide has swept across Europe! Red is the only color of European football in this era!”

Chief, did you see it?

That Forest team is still here. It has come out of the fog of time. Twenty-four years have passed, and the red color is still brilliant.