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Edward's Legacy

A man meets an untimely end during a failed business deal, only to awaken in the body of Tony Bloom's reclusive son. Formerly a lawyer entangled in illegal dealings, the protagonist grapples with their past and seeks redemption through their new identity as Edward Bloom. With strategic prowess and a desire to create something greater, they navigate the complexities of family legacy and the world of football, determined to revitalize Brighton & Hove Albion FC and forge a new path forward

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18 Chs

The Season goes on

The jubilant roar of the Brighton faithful washed over the ecstatic players. Arms draped around shoulders, wide smiles plastered on faces, they basked in the afterglow of their improbable comeback. Just moments ago, a hush had fallen over the Amex Stadium as Brighton, a team transformed by a summer of audacious transfers, battled to a draw against the mighty Manchester City.

Edward, perched in the director's box, allowed himself a satisfied sigh. He watched the celebrations unfold, a flicker of vindication dancing in his eyes. Doubt, he knew, had been swirling around the club like a summer storm, from the board members to the fans.

Replacing the core of the squad with untested youngsters and a few barely established names had raised eyebrows. But Edward knew the potential of these players and that disappoint, they would not.

The performance against City had been a revelation. Sure, there were moments of naivety, lapses in concentration that City nearly exploited. But there was also a collective spirit, a dogged determination that refused to wilt under the pressure.

As Edward scanned the ecstatic faces in the stands, he saw a transformation. The initial apprehension had dissipated, replaced by a wave of exhilaration. This wasn't just a point against a powerhouse; it was a statement of intent. This Brighton team, his Brighton team, was here to play, and they weren't afraid to take on the best.

A mischievous grin spread across Edward's face. He could already imagine the headlines: "Brighton Stun City in Dramatic Draw," "The New Era Dawns at the Amex." The doubters, of course, wouldn't vanish entirely. There would be stumbles along the way, moments where the inexperience would show. But Edward knew one thing for certain: with this group of players, anything was possible. They were hungry, talented, and united under a manager who believed in them. And that, he knew, was a recipe for success. The train had left the station, and Edward, along with the entire Brighton faithful, was eager to see where this wild ride would take them.

On the field, amidst the jubilant chaos of celebration, Brighton's players exchanged heartfelt embraces and high-fives. Nicolò Barella, still buzzing from his debut heroics, was at the center of it all. His teammates swarmed around him, chanting his name and patting his back. The Italian midfielder's face beamed with pride and relief, knowing he had made an immediate impact when it mattered most.

Jack Grealish, his jersey soaked with sweat, caught Barella's eye and grinned widely. "Mate, what a way to announce yourself!" he exclaimed, clapping Barella on the shoulder.

Barella, managed a sheepish smile. "Grazie, Jack. It's a team effort," he replied, the adrenaline still coursing through him.

"Seriously, mate, that finish was top class." Jack said with genuine admiration.

Barella nodded, still processing the whirlwind of emotions. "Thanks, it's a dream come true to score on my debut," he said earnestly, his Italian accent adding a charm to his words.

As the teammates continued to exchange words of encouragement and laughter, a voice interrupted them. "Nico, can I have a word?"

They turned to see Guillem Balagué, a renowned figure in European football journalism known for his insightful interviews and expertise approaching them.

Jack nodded, giving Barella a playful pat on the back before stepping aside to let him speak to the reporter.

"Congratulations, Nicolò! What a way to announce yourself in the Premier League," Balagué exclaimed warmly, his Spanish accent lending an air of authenticity to the moment.

Barella, grinning broadly, replied enthusiastically, "Thank you, it's an incredible feeling to help the team like this."

Balagué nodded knowingly. "Your goal was pivotal in securing a draw against Manchester City. Take us through that moment when the ball fell to you," he prompted, his tone reflecting genuine interest in Barella's recount.

"I could hear the crowd roaring, everything was a blur except for the ball at my feet. Instinct took over, you know? I focused on keeping my shot low and on target, hoping it would find its way past Ederson," Barella continued, his eyes lighting up with the intensity of the memory. "When it hit the back of the net, it was just... pure joy. The stadium erupted, and my teammates swarmed me. It's a feeling I'll never forget."

Balagué nodded, captivated by Barella's description. "And the celebration with the fans must have been incredible," he remarked, prompting Barella to reflect on that emotional moment.

"Oh, absolutely," Barella replied earnestly. "The fans were amazing today. Their support means everything to me, especially after such a tough match against a top team like City. To share that moment with them, to feel their passion and excitement... it's what every player dreams of."

Balagué smiled warmly, sensing the genuine emotion in Barella's words. "It sounds like the perfect debut for you," he said, recognizing the significance of Barella's journey, he then pressed further. "Nicolò, you're the first signing under the new ownership. What does it mean to you to make such an impact on your debut, especially considering your situation in Italy at the time?"

Barella took a deep breath, his expression turning more thoughtful as he considered Balagué's question. "It's truly special. Being the owner's first signing is a huge honor. I knew it was a big step, leaving Italy, but the opportunity to play in the Premier League was too good to pass up."

Balagué nodded, encouraging Barella to continue. "Can you tell us a bit more about how this move came about? What convinced you to join Brighton?"

Barella smiled, remembering the whirlwind of events that led to this moment. "It was quite unexpected. I was in Italy, playing for Cagliari, and I was focused on helping my team there. One day, I got a call from my agent, and he told me Brighton was interested. At first, I wasn't sure, but then Mr. Edward called me personally. He talked about the club's vision, how they wanted to build something special, and how they saw me as a key part of that project."

He paused, his eyes reflecting the excitement he felt during those conversations. "Mr. Edward made me feel valued. He arranged a first-class flight to England and welcomed me personally when I arrived. The way they treated me, the respect and the belief they showed, it made me feel at home even before I signed the contract."

Balagué listened intently, recognizing the significance of this story. "And how has the experience been so far, working with the manager and your new teammates?"

Barella's face lit up again. "It's been fantastic. The manager, Nagelsmann, is incredible. His attention to detail, his tactical knowledge, and his ability to communicate his ideas are all top-notch. I've learned so much in such a short time. The training sessions are intense, but they make you better every day. My teammates have been very supportive too, helping me adjust and settle in."

Balagué smiled, sensing the sincerity in Barella's words. "It's clear you're already making a big impact here. Any final thoughts on what this debut and this season mean to you?"

Barella nodded, his expression resolute. "This debut is just the beginning. I want to repay the faith the club has shown in me by giving my all on the pitch. I believe in our project, in what we're building here at Brighton. We're hungry, we're talented, and we're ready to compete with the best. This season is going to be exciting, and I'm proud to be a part of it."

Balagué extended his hand, wrapping up the interview with a warm smile. "Thank you, Nicolò. Your passion and determination are truly inspiring. We look forward to seeing what you and Brighton achieve this season."

 

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As news of Brighton's impressive draw against Manchester City spread, social media buzzed with reactions from fans, pundits, and journalists alike. The general sentiment was one of surprise and admiration, but there were also voices of scepticism.

 

@SeagullsFan21: "What a performance! Barella is a star in the making. So proud of the team today! #BHAFC #PremierLeague"

@FootballLover88: "Never thought I'd see Brighton hold City to a draw. Amazing debut from Barella and the rest of the lads! #BHAFC"

@BlueSkyFan: "Credit where it's due, Brighton played with heart. That Barella kid is something special. #MCFC #BHAFC"

@GuillemBalague: "A stunning debut for Nicolò Barella. His goal was just the beginning. Brighton's new era under Nagelsmann looks promising. #BHAFC #PremierLeague"

@GaryLineker: "Fantastic result for Brighton against City. Youngsters stepping up big time. Watch out for Barella this season! #MOTD #BHAFC"

@SkySportsNews: "Brighton show resilience with a 2-2 draw against Manchester City. #BHAFC"

@FootyCritic: "One good game doesn't mean Brighton will survive the season. They need consistency, especially with such a young squad. #BHAFC"

@RealistFan: "Great result today, but let's see how Brighton handles the pressure against mid-table teams. It's a long season ahead. #BHAFC"

@CynicSports: "Sure, Barella had a good debut, but can he maintain that level in the Premier League? Brighton still has a lot to prove. #BHAFC"

 

Edward's sense of satisfaction lingered well into the night as he replayed the thrilling draw against Manchester City. But he knew the real test was yet to come. Brighton had announced themselves with a bang but sustaining that momentum over the gruelling Premier League season was a different challenge altogether. The next match against Leicester City, the 2015/16 Premier League champions, loomed large.

Despite no longer being title contenders, they were a formidable side with a core of experienced players and a sprinkling of exciting talent like Kasper Schmeichel, Harry Maguire, Wes Morgan, the veteran captain, Marc Albrighton, Riyad Mahrez, the Algerian magician and Jamie Vardy.

For Brighton, Nagelsmann decided to stick with a similar lineup that earned the draw against Manchester City, tweaking only where necessary. The starting eleven included Alisson in goal, Manuel Akanji as a makeshift right-back due to Bruno Saltor's knock that had occured in training and though Reece James could have been chosen, he wasn't deemed to be quite ready to compete at this level, Lewis Dunk and Matthijs de Ligt at the heart of the defense, and Lucas Hernandez on the left. In midfield, Beram Kayal, Rodri, and Nicolò Barella formed a solid trio. Up front, Jack Grealish, Solly March, rewarded for his goal against City, and Lautaro Martinez led the attack.

As Brighton took to the pitch at the King Power Stadium, the atmosphere was charged with anticipation. The game started at a frantic pace, with Leicester trying to assert their dominance early on. Leicester's midfield, anchored by Wilfred Ndidi and Matty James, fought hard to control the tempo. Mahrez and Albrighton stretched Brighton's defense, but the partnership of Dunk and De Ligt stood firm. Vardy's runs kept Alisson on his toes, but the Brazilian goalkeeper was equal to the task.

In the 30th minute, a swift counterattack saw Barella threading a perfectly weighted pass to Lautaro Martinez. The Argentine striker's shot was brilliantly saved by Schmeichel, keeping the game goalless. Both teams had their chances, but neither could break the deadlock by halftime. The second half saw more end-to-end action. Leicester's persistence paid off in the 60th minute when Vardy latched onto a Mahrez through ball and slotted it past Alisson. Brighton, however, didn't wilt. Nagelsmann's side responded with vigor, and in the 75th minute, March delivered a pinpoint cross from a freekick that found the head of Lewis Dunk, who made no mistake and headed the ball into the far corner of the goal. The match ended in a 1-1 draw, a result that felt like a victory for the Brighton fans given the caliber of the opposition.

 

@SeagullsFan21: "Another point against a top side! This team is showing real character. #BHAFC #PremierLeague"

@FoxesTillIDie: "Frustrating to drop points at home, but credit to Brighton. They fought hard. #LCFC #BHAFC"

@GaryLineker: "Brighton showing they belong in the Premier League. Another impressive result. #BHAFC #LCFC"

@SkySportsNews: "Brighton continue their unbeaten start to the season with a well-earned draw at Leicester. #BHAFC"

@FootyCritic: "Brighton still need to show they can win games, but their resilience is commendable. #BHAFC"

 

Brighton's next fixture was against Watford at Vicarage Road.

Nagelsmann decided to maintain the core of his squad, with a few rotations to keep the team fresh. The starting eleven included Alisson in goal, Manuel Akanji at right-back once again, as Bruno was still somewhat unfit, Dunk and De Ligt in central defense, and Lucas Hernandez on the left. In midfield, Rodri, Valverde, and Pascal Groß. Up front, Grealish, March, and Batshuayi led the attack.

The game against Watford was a tough, physical encounter. Watford's aggressive pressing caused problems for Brighton in the early stages. Richarlison and Gray tested Brighton's defense with their pace and movement. In the 25th minute, Watford took the lead through Richarlison, who finished off a slick move involving Doucouré and Gray. Brighton, however, showed their resilience once again.

Just before halftime, Grealish found space on the left and delivered a cross that was missed by Batshuayi but March was quick to the bouncing ball and slotted it into the far corner, leveling the score. The second half was a battle of attrition, with both teams creating chances but failing to capitalize. Alisson made several key saves to keep Brighton in the game, while Gomes did the same for Watford. The match ended in a 1-1 draw, a hard-fought point for both sides.

As news of Brighton's gritty draw against Watford spread, social media buzzed with reactions from fans, pundits, and journalists alike. The general sentiment was positive, praising the team's fighting spirit.

 

@SeagullsFan21: "Another point on the road! Proud of the team's effort. #BHAFC #PremierLeague"

@WatfordTillIDie: "Frustrating draw, but Brighton showed real resilience. Credit to them. #WatfordFC #BHAFC"

@GaryLineker: "Brighton continues to impress with their determination. Another solid result. #BHAFC #WatfordFC"

@SkySportsNews: "Brighton remains unbeaten with a draw against Watford. Resilience on display. #BHAFC"

 

While the fans and pundits reacted positively, back in Brighton, Nagelsmann's frustration simmered. The next day at the training ground, his demeanor was noticeably intense. The usually calm and analytical German manager was now a figure of stern determination.

Gathering the players in the center of the training pitch, Nagelsmann's voice cut through the early morning fog. "Listen up," he began, his tone leaving no room for misunderstanding. "I'm proud of the effort you've shown. Drawing against City, Leicester, and Watford is not something to scoff at. But I see too many of you celebrating these draws like victories."

The players exchanged uneasy glances, sensing the shift in their manager's mood.

Nagelsmann continued, his voice rising slightly, "I have a vision for this team, and it's not to draw games. It's to win. I can see some of you are hungry, but many of you are not. This attitude of being content with a draw will not get us where we want to be."

He scanned the faces of his players, his gaze lingering on each one. "We need to push harder, to be better. There's no room for complacency. You think drawing with Watford is enough? It's not. It's never enough. We should be striving for more."

At this point, Pascal Groß, usually a quiet and disciplined player, muttered under his breath, "We're doing our best."

Nagelsmann's sharp ears caught the comment. He turned to Groß, his eyes narrowing. "Your best isn't good enough," he snapped. "If you think this is acceptable, you're wrong. We need more. I need more from you, from everyone."

The training session that followed was grueling. Nagelsmann pushed the players to their limits, demanding intensity and focus. There was no room for excuses, no space for half-hearted efforts. His dedication to improving the team was evident in every drill, every critique.

After the session, Nagelsmann gathered the team again, his tone slightly softened but still firm. "I know you can do it," he said. "I believe in this team. But belief isn't enough. We need to show it every single game. You have the talent, you have the potential. Now show me the hunger."

The message was clear. Under Nagelsmann, mediocrity would not be tolerated. He wanted winners, players who would fight for every point, every goal. His intensity, his demand for excellence, was not just about the results but about instilling a mentality that could elevate Brighton to new heights.

Not every player responded with the same determination. Some were visibly fired up, ready to prove their worth. Haaland, in particular, stood out. The young forward's work ethic was unmatched; he pushed himself harder than anyone else, his eyes burning with a fierce determination. Nagelsmann noticed and appreciated Haaland's effort, though he knew it wasn't quite the right time to throw him into the starting lineup.

Others, like Valverde, Matthijs, March, Groß Barella and Rodri, also showed a noticeable increase in their intensity and focus during training.

The upcoming match against West Bromwich Albion was crucial. Nagelsmann decided to field players who demonstrated the hunger he was looking for.

West Brom had been performing decently so far, picking up 7 points from their first three games, leaving them in the mid table. Under the management of Tony Pulis, West Brom's pragmatic and physical style was well-known, making them a challenging opponent.

The starting lineup included Alisson in goal, with Bruno Saltor, Shane Duffy, Lewis Dunk, and Lucas Hernandez forming the back four. In midfield, Rodri, Nicolò Barella and Pascal Groß. Up front, Jadon Sancho was given his first start on the left wing, with Solly March on the right and Lautaro Martinez leading the attack.

The Amex Stadium buzzed with anticipation as the match kicked off. Brighton immediately set the tone with high intensity and aggressive pressing. West Brom, in their familiar 4-1-4-1 formation, struggled to cope with Brighton's relentless energy.

In the 16th minute, Sancho showcased why Nagelsmann had put his faith in him. Receiving the ball near the halfway line, he deftly controlled it and began to drive forward. A West Brom defender closed in, but Sancho executed a dazzling step-over, followed by a sudden burst of pace, leaving the defender sprawling on the ground. The crowd erupted as Sancho surged into the box, his eyes scanning for options. He spotted Groß making a late run and delivered a perfectly weighted pass. Groß, with his back to goal, flicked the ball behind him with the back of his heel. The audacious move caught West Brom's goalkeeper Ben Foster completely off-guard, and the ball nestled into the bottom corner. The stadium exploded in cheers as Brighton took the lead.

Sancho's trickery and Groß's ingenuity set the tone for the rest of the match. Brighton's confidence grew, and they continued to dominate possession. West Brom tried to respond, but Brighton's defense remained resolute.

In the 39th minute, Brighton doubled their lead. After winning a corner, Groß swung the ball into the box. The West Brom defense managed to clear it only as far as Barella, who was lurking just outside the penalty area. With a controlled touch, Barella set himself up and unleashed a fierce, curling shot. The ball sailed through a crowd of players and into the top corner, leaving Foster no chance. The Italian midfielder sprinted towards the fans, arms outstretched, as his teammates swarmed him in celebration.

West Brom, reeling from the two-goal deficit, tried to mount a comeback in the second half. Salomón Rondón and Jay Rodriguez tested Alisson with a series of shots, but the Brazilian goalkeeper was equal to the task, pulling off a string of impressive saves.

As the match approached its final stages, Brighton continued to look dangerous on the counterattack. Sancho, in particular, was a constant thorn in West Brom's side, using his pace and skill to create numerous opportunities.

In the 79th minute, Sancho once again dazzled the crowd. Picking up the ball on the left, he faced off against Kieran Gibbs who had recently transferred from Arsenal. With a quick flick of his ankle, he executed a perfectly timed nutmeg, sending the ball through Gibbs' legs and racing past him to retrieve it on the other side. Gibbs, caught off-balance, tumbled to the ground, much to the delight of the home fans. Sancho drove into the box, drawing defenders towards him before slipping a pass into the box that a defender tried clearing but being wrong footed, he could only direct the ball into the feet of Valverde, who was subbed on, and was making a late run into the area. Valverde calmly took a touch forward and slotted the ball past Foster, sealing the victory for Brighton with his first goal for the team.

The final whistle blew with Brighton securing a 3-0 victory. The fans were ecstatic, chanting and cheering for their team, who had not only won but done so with style and flair.