August 2026.A new season had dawned.The banners were raised. The drums began. The world held its breath.
It was the opening weekend of the Premier League.
And at Old Trafford,a storm was about to make landfall.
Match Day — Manchester United vs. Newcastle United
The fixture had been circled since the schedule dropped.
Manchester United vs. Newcastle UnitedSeason Opener.
Old Trafford was sold out—75,000 strong.Red shirts. Thunderous chants.Cameras everywhere. International feeds beaming the match to over 100 countries.
And beneath it all, in the locker room tunnel,Mateo González adjusted the sleeves of his jersey.
No. 7.
The shirt of kings.
The Tunnel — Breathing History
As the teams lined up, Mateo glanced across at Newcastle's side:
Alexander Isak, tall and focused.
Bruno Guimarães, commanding the midfield.
A new winger, Luis Pineda, the Colombian wonderkid.
Tough match.
But Mateo didn't blink.
Because in the tunnel with him… stood legends.
In the Stands — Royalty Watching
High in the directors' box, a storm was already brewing.
Sir Alex Ferguson, in suit and tie, arms crossed, eyes sharp as ever.He hadn't missed a home opener in years—but today felt different.
Today, he wasn't watching a prospect.He was watching a vision come to life.
Beside him sat:
Cristiano Ronaldo, retired but radiant, a silent grin on his lips.
Wayne Rooney, arms folded.
David Beckham, sunglasses on, nodding with quiet pride.
Further back in the VIP section, actor Tom Holland, rapper Stormzy, and F1 champion Lewis Hamilton took their seats.
Everyone was here.
Everyone watching.
Everyone waiting.
The System Activates
✅ System State: Competitive Live Match – Premier League
🔔 "High-Profile Match Detected"
🎯 Primary Objective: Impact Debut🧠 Passive Buffs Active: Clutch Performer | Debut Pulse | Emotional Anchor
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Mateo hesitated—then whispered:
"Not yet. Let me earn this first."
Final Moments Before Kickoff
Coach Rúben Amorim paced in front of the players in the locker room.
"You all know the plan. Structure first. Fluidity second.And Mateo—"
Everyone turned to him.
"Play your game. The game that got you here."
Mateo nodded.
No smile. Just purpose.
Walking Out
The roar of Old Trafford hit like a wave.
Mateo stepped onto the pitch under the floodlights,his boots kissing the grass where legends once ruled.
The chants grew louder.
"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOONZÁLEZ!!!""GOOOOOOOOOOOOOONZÁLEZ!!!"
He looked up to the stands.
Sir Alex nodded once.
Klara smiled from the family box.
And Mateo whispered to himself:
"This is mine now."