Player Details:
Name: Marcus Edge
Age: 17
Height: 5'8
Position: LW/LM
Current stats:
Pace-91+4=95 ( Pace merchant as i said)
Dribbling-84
Shooting-83+3=86
Passing-83+3=86
Physicalilty-50
Acceleration-76
Agility-76
Reaction-69
Vision-74
Positioning-75
Stamina-84
Ball Control-78
Finishing-79
Crossing-77
Overall-82+1=83
Goals-12+5=17
Assists-6+2=8
Playstyle- Quick Step + (faster acceleration during sprints)
He won 2 MOTM in the last chapter, this gets us 10 points, and makes his overall grow by +1. He scored 5 goals and got 2 assists in the last chapter, so he is upto 25 G/A already. And as decided, he gets a playstyle for this. So lets give him a playstyle of "Quick Step +", same as Mbappe (pace pace pace).
With only two games remaining in the Premier League season, the stakes had never been higher for Manchester United. They were sitting just one point above their fierce rivals, Manchester City, with the title within reach. The penultimate match was against newly promoted Brentford, a team United was expected to beat comfortably. However, in football, nothing is ever that simple.
The game kicked off at Old Trafford, and the atmosphere was charged with tension. Fans filled the stands, their hopes pinned on the Red Devils to secure a crucial victory. From the outset, it was clear that Brentford was not here to roll over. They defended with grit and determination, repelling every attack United threw at them.
As the minutes ticked away, frustration began to build. United's players pushed harder, but Brentford's defense held firm. It was like they were fighting for the title themselves, determined to play spoiler. The clock hit the 80th minute, and the match was still deadlocked at 0-0.
Then, the moment came. Bruno Fernandes delivered a pinpoint cross into the box, and the ball found its way to Marcus. He was perfectly positioned, with an open goal before him. The crowd held its breath as time seemed to slow down. Marcus took a deep breath, swung his foot, and... the ball sailed agonizingly over the crossbar. Gasps of disbelief echoed through the stadium. Marcus stood there, stunned, his hands on his head. He knew the significance of that miss. It was a golden opportunity to secure the win, and it had slipped through his fingers.
Brentford seized the moment to counterattack. A long ball was launched towards their striker, who sprinted past United's defense. With a swift and clinical finish, Brentford found the back of the net. The scoreboard now read 1-0 in favor of Brentford, and the clock showed 87 minutes.
The final whistle blew, and the reality of the situation sank in. Manchester United had suffered a shocking 1-0 defeat. The players walked off the pitch in silence, their heads hanging low. Marcus, in particular, was devastated. He couldn't shake the feeling that his miss had cost them the game, and possibly the title.
Back in the dressing room, the news came through: Manchester City had won their game and now sat at 89 points, two points clear of United. The title race would come down to the final match, a head-to-head showdown with City. But the weight of Marcus's missed opportunity loomed large.
The young star sat in his locker, his head in his hands, tears streaming down his face. He felt the burden of responsibility and guilt crushing him. But this time, he wasn't alone. His teammates rallied around him, offering words of support and encouragement.
"Hey, Marcus, it's not all on you," said Rashford, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. "We win and lose as a team. We'll get through this together."
Bruno added, "We still have one more game. We can do this."
The unity and solidarity of the team shone through in that moment. They weren't just a group of individuals; they were a family, united in their pursuit of glory. The road ahead was daunting, but they would face it together.
As Marcus wiped his tears and stood up, he felt a renewed sense of determination. The final match against Manchester City would be the ultimate test. The title was still within their grasp, and Marcus knew that redemption was just one game away.
The stage was set for an epic showdown. The fate of the Premier League hung in the balance, and Marcus knew that redemption was just one game away. The defeat to Brentford had left a bitter taste, but it also fueled his desire to make amends. The team's spirit was unbroken, their resolve stronger than ever. The journey had been long and arduous, but the dream was still alive.
As the team prepared for the final clash, Marcus reflected on the season—the highs and lows, the moments of brilliance, and the lessons learned. He knew that football was more than just a game; it was about passion, perseverance, and unity. And in this moment, more than ever, he felt the weight of that truth.
The final whistle may have ended their hopes against Brentford, but the fight for the title was far from over. With the support of his teammates and the unwavering belief of the fans, Marcus was ready to rise to the challenge. The destiny of Manchester United was in their hands, and together, they would strive for glory.
(Sorry guys, this was supposed to be the season finale but i really wanted the last two games to be more detailed so as to make it more interesting)