Fellaini hung his head in guilt, feeling a bit of a psychological shadow towards Ma'el, having just experienced his skills firsthand with the Belgium National Team.
....
Outside the stadium, in front of the lottery shop.
"Yeah.....!!"
Jones had just received his betting slip from the lottery shop owner, feeling the fresh texture of the slip, when he heard the cheers erupt from the stadium.
He quickly turned to look at the TV inside the shop, staring at it with anticipation.
Soon after, he saw Arsenal kickoff, rapidly advancing, Arteta passed to Ma'el, who cut horizontally and unleashed a powerful shot.
"Oh....!"
In that instant, he immediately felt the bet was even more worthwhile, excitedly embracing the shop owner, saying, "Look at the timing I chose, isn't it perfect!"
"Yes, yes..." The shop owner could only keep nodding and smiling, no choice, Jones was a big customer that he had to maintain.
"All in! All in!"
