Three days had passed since the crushing victory against Barrow, and now, Bradford City struck again in the second round of League Two. This time, Crewe Alexandra became the next victim.Final score: 8–0.Mathias added to his goal tally with a hat-trick, followed by Lucien who matched him with three goals as well, while Duvant and Eden each contributed one. The stadium roared with the cheers of Bradford supporters who seemed to never run out of voice. Bradford had now solidified their pce at the top of the table—unstoppable.

  But amidst the euphoria of victory, while Crewe Alexandra pyers bowed their heads in the painful tears of defeat, Reinhart—the young Bradford coach who hadn't moved from his seat for the full 90 minutes—gazed in one direction, his eyes locked on a single figure.A young pyer from Crewe, who had only entered in the 80th minute to repce the captain who could no longer continue due to injury.

  An unknown pyer. Never heard of before. Only 16 years old.

  Yet since he came on, Bradford failed to score another goal.

  Many believed it was just coincidence. After all, by then Bradford’s five-star pyers—Mathias, Lucien, Eden, Duvant, and Harry—had already been subbed off. But Reinhart saw more than just statistics. There was something about this young pyer. Something only his Appraisal eyes could detect.

  After the final whistle blew, as most pyers hugged or bowed their heads in disappointment, Reinhart stood up. For the first time since the match began, he moved.

  Step by step toward the young pyer sitting on the field, wiping sweat from his brow, breathing heavily.Suddenly, a rge shadow loomed over him. The young pyer looked up...His eyes met Reinhart’s figure standing before him. Reinhart's gaze was cold but sharp.

  Some of the Bradford and Crewe pyers who saw them stopped talking. Even the coaching staff in the stands fell silent, watching intently.The tension in the air thickened.

  With a ft yet meaningful tone, Reinhart spoke:“Winter transfer window… Come to Bradford.”

  Silence.

  Some Crewe pyers were stunned, even their coach stared in disbelief. No small talk, no negotiations. Reinhart—the coach who had turned Bradford into a wrecking machine in a single season—had extended his hand just like that.

  The young pyer was speechless for a few seconds. His eyes widened, as if he couldn’t believe what he’d just heard. But slowly, he stood up, and shook Reinhart’s hand with firm determination.That big hand… still belonged to a boy. But his gaze already carried the weight of a man ready to face the world.

  And at that moment, the stadium roared again—not because of a goal, but because a historic moment had just taken pce:Reinhart had found his new gem.And League Two… would never be the same again.

  After thrashing Crewe Alexandra, Bradford faced Gillingham once more in the third round. They crushed Gillingham with a solid 0–4 win. In that match, the pyer Bradford had been targeting pyed again.

  Perhaps trying to redeem his past mistakes from the preseason match, he caused quite a bit of trouble in the midfield. Fortunately for Reinhart, Gillingham’s coach hadn’t realized the pyer’s true potential.Reinhart’s eyes were fixed on Owen’s stats, which had risen—enough to make him want to buy Owen on the spot.“This pyer… has grown.”

  Name: Owen ValerioAge: 16

  Position: All positions

  Potential: 95Rating: 78

  Speed: 75 / 95Physical: 81 / 95Technique: 80 / 95

  Skill:Jack of All Trades – Able to fill any gap. However, not a specialist.

  Special Note: A failed pyer, judged for not being able to fulfill his role