July 19, 2025 – Valley Parade
The atmosphere at Valley Parade was unlike anything the stadium had ever witnessed. The floodlights illuminated a packed house, the roar of anticipation rolling through the stands like a tidal wave.
This wasn't just another pre-season game. This was Real Madrid.
The eleven players in white, standing across from Bradford, represented the pinnacle of world football. The club of legends. The club of Galácticos.
Jake took a deep breath as he stepped forward, shaking hands with Carlo Ancelotti. The Italian manager was calm, composed, exuding the effortless confidence of a man who had won everything the game had to offer.
"I grew up watching your teams," Jake admitted, his voice steady but respectful.
Ancelotti gave a small, knowing smile. "And now, your team plays against mine. Football moves fast."
Jake smirked, nodding. "Let's see how we do."
