The atmosphere at the Estadio de la Cerámica was extremely lively for the first round of the Europa League group stage. Sunlight streamed onto the pitch, casting a faint green glow on the grass, intertwining with the cheers of the fans to create a moving scene.
Lin Feng was warming up on the pitch before the match, his gaze unconsciously sweeping across the surrounding stands. The packed stands were filled with fans wearing various team jerseys, waving flags, and cheering for the upcoming match.
Amidst the crowd, Lin Feng seemed to spot Galio. He imagined the child must be excitedly staring at the pitch, anticipating his appearance. Although he knew Galio might just be a tiny dot among many fans, this thought instantly ignited a fierce fighting spirit in his heart.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, feeling the atmosphere on the pitch. He knew this match was not just for victory, but also for those who supported him and had expectations of him. Galio's smile and expectant eyes transformed into his motivation to move forward.
He gently clenched his fists, his eyes glinting with determination. Today, he would dedicate his best performance to the fans, to Galio, and to his own love for football. Regardless of the match's outcome, he would give his all, leaving no regrets.
"Alright, kids, time's up! Back to the locker room, we're getting ready for the match!" Head Coach Escribá shouted from the sidelines.
Inside the locker room before the match, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. Head Coach Escribá stood in front of the team, his gaze sweeping over each player's face, as if searching for a spark that could ignite the team's fighting spirit.
He took a deep breath and slowly announced the starting lineup for this Europa League group stage match. The players' eyes were all focused on him, waiting for their names to be called.
"For this match, we've rotated the main squad," Escribá's voice echoed in the locker room. "Upfront, Brazilian Golden Boy Pato will partner with Colombian striker Borré. I hope you two can tear apart the opponent's defense."
Pato and Borré exchanged a smile, their eyes gleaming with a desire for goals. They knew this match would be their stage to showcase their talents.
"In midfield, N'Diaye and Captain Bruno Soriano will start together," Escribá continued to announce the lineup. "You two need to control the pace of the game and supply ammunition to the front line."
N'Diaye and Bruno Soriano nodded, their faces etched with responsibility and commitment. As the team's midfield core, they deeply understood the heavy burden on their shoulders.
"The two wingers will be Mexican winger Dos Santos and former Real Madrid player Cheryshev," Escribá's gaze fell on these two players. "You need to use your speed and skill to break through the opponent's defense and create opportunities for the team."
Dos Santos and Cheryshev were eager to step onto the pitch. They knew this match would be an excellent opportunity to demonstrate their ability to break through from the wings.
"On the defensive line, Lin Feng and Pau Torres will partner up," Escribá's voice carried a hint of trust. "You two must guard the team's goal, allowing no mistakes."
Lin Feng and Pau Torres exchanged a smile, their eyes gleaming with determination. They knew this match would be a crucial moment to showcase their defensive capabilities.
"And in goal, Andrés Fernández will replace starting goalkeeper Asenjo," Escribá concluded. "You need to stay focused and guard our goal."
Andrés Fernández nodded, his face filled with confidence and resolve. He knew this match would be his chance to prove himself.
As the lineup announcement concluded, the atmosphere in the locker room instantly ignited. Players encouraged each other, shouting, as if they couldn't wait to step onto the pitch and fight for victory.
As the Villarreal players slowly emerged from the player tunnel, the atmosphere at the Estadio de la Cerámica instantly erupted. Enthusiastic cheers, applause, and shouts intertwined, forming an invisible force that propelled each player forward.
On the other side of the pitch, countless reporters held cameras, waiting to capture the exciting moments. Their lenses were fixed on Lin Feng, among them several familiar Asian faces. These reporters eagerly sought to capture Lin Feng's performance in his first start for the team, hoping to record his glorious moments in this Europa League group stage match.
Sunlight streamed through the stadium's canopy, bathing the entire pitch in a golden glow. Lin Feng's figure appeared exceptionally tall in the sunlight, his every step accompanied by the cheers of the fans. He looked up at his battlefield, his eyes gleaming with determination and confidence.
In this moment filled with passion and glory, Lin Feng's heart was full of gratitude and respect. He knew that all of this stemmed from his own hard work and perseverance. He would fight for this honor, and for those who silently supported him from behind.
Just before the match began, the Villarreal players gathered on the pitch, forming a tight circle. Their eyes were all focused on team captain Bruno Soriano, awaiting his motivational speech.
Bruno Soriano straightened his chest, his voice loud and firm: "Brothers, this match is our stage to show our strength, and our time to fight for honor."
He paused, his gaze sweeping over each player's face, his tone carrying an undeniable resolve: "We must work together, united, to defend our home ground and not let any opponent easily break through our defense."
"Remember, every tackle, every pass, every shot, must be given your all," Bruno Soriano's voice grew more excited. "We will prove our strength with action, making our opponents tremble at our feet!"
The players clenched their fists, their blood boiling. They felt the captain's determination and belief, and also the steadfastness and strength among themselves.
At this moment, they were no longer just players, but comrades in arms. They would fight for a common goal, for victory, for honor, and for the glory of Villarreal!
At this time, the stadium DJ played Pitbull's hit single "We Are One" from the 2014 Brazil World Cup. This passionate and powerful song echoed throughout the stadium, resonating with the players' boiling blood.
The fans were also immersed in this enthusiastic atmosphere, raising their flags, waving their scarves, and swaying their bodies to the rhythm of the music. Their faces were filled with excitement and anticipation, as if they could already see the team sweeping all before them in the match.
The entire stadium seemed to transform into a giant music box, full of melody and dynamism. Every corner was filled with passion and vitality, and in everyone's heart, a desire for victory was ignited.