Chapter 90 – A Rocket and a Promise
Minute 24…
Old Trafford trembled under Newcastle's pressure.
They were no longer probing.
And Manchester United? They were swaying—off balance, reactive.
Nathan dropped deeper to help, eyes darting.He could see it. Newcastle's rhythm was building—passes coming sharper, faster. The weight on every touch had intent.
Boom!Joelinton thumped a long ball forward—a soaring, targeted missile over the heads of United's high line.
"Watch him! ISAK!" Varane roared, but his legs had already betrayed him.
Alexander Isak was moving.
No—gliding.
Long strides, elastic control, hips low. A single touch brought the ball from sky to earth with surgical grace.
Thud.
One moment, the ball was falling.The next, it was at his feet.And then—
Boom!A strike with his right foot. From a brutally tight angle, yet the shot had violence behind it. It exploded toward goal.
Onana dove—Haaah!!—arms extended, gloves stretched, hope clinging to fingertips.
Too late.
