Michael's heart was in his throat. His captain was gone. His best defender was gone.
And his genius manager had just thrown his youngest attacker onto the pitch at Stamford Bridge, down 1-0.
"Arthur, you beautiful, crazy, madman," Michael whispered, his hands gripping his seat.
"What have you done?"
In his ear, the commentator was having a full-blown meltdown.
"I CAN'T BELIEVE IT! I have never seen a tactical change like this! Arthur Milton is taking off a defender and putting on another playmaker! He's moving Danny Fletcher, a midfielder, to center-back to mark a £90-million-pound striker! This isn't just brave, folks, this is... this is clinical insanity! Chelsea must be licking their lips!"
The game restarted. And the commentator was right. Chelsea, seeing Barnsley's tiny, new, makeshift defense, pounced.
