"Come on!" Van Persie, fearing Ma'el might be shy, laughed and said, "You're the vice-captain, it's only fitting for us to lift it together.
"You've won the Best Player and Top Scorer awards; it wouldn't feel right if I lifted the trophy alone."
Feeling the eager gazes of everyone around him, Ma'el stepped forward, reaching the position parallel to Van Persie, feeling the cold touch of the trophy, and a sense of honor welled up inside him.
He and Van Persie lifted the Carling Cup together, transitioning from a slow walk to a fast walk, then from a fast walk to a quick step forward, finally breaking into a jog.
"Oh.....!!"
The entire Arsenal team bent over, placing their hands on their knees while taking small steps, growling lowly, and the fans at the scene followed their rhythm, "Ohhhh.....!!"
In the final two steps, Ma'el and Van Persie exchanged a glance, rushed to the center, turned forward, and simultaneously lifted the trophy high above their heads.
