Bramall Lane was buzzing. The atmosphere inside the stadium crackled with anticipation, a mixture of confidence from the home fans and curiosity from the neutrals. Sheffield United, a club with Championship pedigree, were expected to dispatch their lower-league opponents.
But something felt different.
As Jake Wilson stepped onto the touchline, he caught sight of the away section, packed with travelling Bradford supporters. They weren't just here for the occasion. They believed in something bigger.
So did he.
Bradford had come to win.
Kickoff –
The opening minutes played out exactly as Jake had expected.
Sheffield United controlled the ball, passing sharply between their midfield trio, trying to establish dominance. Ollie Arblaster and Gustavo Hamer rotated positions fluidly, probing for gaps in Bradford's compact shape.
Jake stood still, hands in his pockets, watching closely.
"Hold your lines!" Barnes shouted from the back, keeping the defense organized.
