After a harsh game against Brighton, his eyes scanned the crowd, looking at the thousands of people wearing red and white and waving their scarfs, his gaze stopping on your sweet face, with a bandage on her nose because of a injury.

He pushed past players, refs, and teammates to get to you as fast as possible, jumping the fence and walking to your seat who was right next to The second barrier, the railing.

"Come here." He ushered you over with his deep voice, but soft.