Irish Wonderkid Moloney Is United Hero In Champions League Final

The day I played for Manchester United. By Darragh Moloney, aged 7

Darragh Moloney in the black United away Jersey, with his brother at the Champions League home coming celebrations at Old Trafford.

It was a Saturday night at the Olympic Stadium in London and 80,000 fans were watching me. I was so excited to be playing in the Champions League Final. It was going to be a tough match.

It was Manchester United v Barcelona. I was a forward for Manchester United playing with Marcus Rashford and Anthony Martial. The referee blew his whistle. I was the Captain so I took the kick off.

It was an intense match. Bruno Fernandes got the ball in the middle. He passed a great ball to me. I shot the ball and it was a great shot but Ter Stegen, the Barcelona keeper, made a brilliant save. It was a corner. The ball flew in like a rocket but one of the Barcelona defenders headed the ball away. Barcelona’a star player Messi was on the break. He was sprinting up the field. He shot and sadly he scored. Barcelona scored again and again. It was half time and we were down by three goals.

We had our team talk.

The match started and Barcelona took the kick off. One of the Barcelona defenders got the ball but I tackled him and scored. And then I scored again five minutes later and again one minute after that. It was one of the best comebacks I ever saw. The referee blew his whistle as it was now full time. But the match was not over yet, it was extra time.

Barcelona took an early lead but I was not giving up. Marcus Rashford scored for Manchester United and it was now 4-4. Messi then scored to bring it to 5- for Barcelona. In the last minute of extra time I was sprinting up to the Barcelona goal. The fans jumped out of their seats. I took a shot and it was a great goal. The referee blew his whistle and it went to penalties.

Barcelona took the first penalty and they scored. Bruno Fernandes took the next penalty for Manchester United and he also scored. Barcelona took the next penalty and they scored. Now it was my turn, I stepped up to the penalty spot and I shot the ball into the top corner of the net. Barcelona scored their next three penalties but so did Manchester United. It was sudden death….

Messi was up first for Barcelona. He struck the ball it it hit the post. Now it was my turn again. If I scored this I would win the match for my team and get to lift the cup. There was silence in the stadium and my heart was beating really fast but I knew that I could score. I stepped up to the ball and I sent the keeper the wrong way and the ball went into the bottom corner of the net.

We had won the Champions League Final.

Just when I was about to lift the cup I felt something on my shoulder and it was shaking me. It was My DAD!!!! He was telling me to get up and get dressed for school.

When I went to school I told all of my friends about my adventures playing for Manchester United.

The End.

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