Richard Maddox, a once-promising football prodigy, dreamed of becoming a star. But just as his dream was within reach, it was abruptly shattered when he banged his head on the goalpost, fracturing his skull. Forced into early retirement, Richard vanished from the public eye.

People thought Richard Maddox was done for. However, no one expected that during his unconscious state, his spirit detached from his body. He drifted through time, witnessing the world of football from the perspective of a ghost. It was strange, unpleasant, yet exciting. No need for tickets or travel—he could simply fly.

England, Italy, Spain, Germany—the best football countries in Europe—and even the passionate South America, the energetic Africa, and the growing Asia—Richard observed the rise and fall of football giants, all from the sidelines.

However, watching football from the other side was quite different from experiencing it live. He missed the cheering, singing, and chanting with the other fans. No one could hear him now. No one could watch football with him. He was... alone. 

Just as Richard was about to be bored to death, his soul was sucked back, and he realized that only an entire year had passed.

'Interesting,' he thought, laughing. “I could bet, invest in companies that will succeed in the future, and get rich. Bitcoin, I'm coming, baby.”

but who could have guessed that Richard would dive so deep into the world of football—From owning a single share to testing the waters as a scout, trying his hand as an agent, and eventually stepping into the world of coaching, before finally diving into the realm of football club ownership. 

It has truly been a full spectrum of football, the highs and the lows. Join us as we welcome Richard Maddox!

The sky above Manchester City's main stadium was filled with the roars of the Cityzens, creating an atmosphere that was overwhelmingly electric. 


Almost 60% of those in the stands supporting Manchester City were local fans, and this was not an unfamiliar scene for the people of Manchester. It was precisely this vibrant atmosphere that ignited an even stronger fighting spirit within the home team.


From the very beginning, Manchester City took charge of the game, firmly controlling the tempo. It was evident that the Manchester United players looked fatigued; their pressing and movement lagged at least one step behind City's intensity.


Butt pressured Zidane, while Poborský focused on limiting his influence, as Manchester United aimed to wrest control in midfield. However, their efforts were thwarted by City's superior movement and tactics.


Ferguson, on United's sideline, slapped his forehead as he began to see the weaknesses of his 4-4-2 formation.


Chapter 357 - Derby Day and the Hostile Takeover Plan