Chapter 31: Crushing Victory & Media Pressure
The referee's whistle blew, signaling the start of the second half, and Jake Wilson remained composed on the touchline. Bradford City were up 3-0, completely outclassing Morecambe in the opening 45 minutes.
But Jake wasn't satisfied.
"Don't get reckless," he called out to his players as they took their positions. "Keep the ball. Control the tempo. We play smart football now."
He knew the game was already won. Morecambe looked drained, mentally and physically. Their high line had been exposed, their midfield had been overrun, and their defenders were chasing shadows.
But Jake wanted more than just a win. He wanted to send a message to the entire league.
Bradford restarted the game, moving the ball with confidence, shifting Morecambe from side to side. Every pass, every movement was calculated and precise.
55th minute – A Warning Sign
Morecambe launched a rare counterattack down the right flank.
Their winger cut inside and fired a powerful shot at goal.
Okafor reacted quickly, diving to his right and pushing it wide for a corner.
Jake nodded approvingly. Morecambe was still fighting, but that was their first shot on target all game.
It was time to make a change.
60th Minute – First Substitution: Renan Silva's Debut
Jake turned to his bench and pointed at Renan Silva.
"You're going in for Collins," Jake said. "Show me why I signed you."
Silva grinned. "Time to dance, coach."
As Collins jogged off to a standing ovation, Silva stepped onto the pitch for his Bradford debut.
And within seconds, he made his presence known.
He received the ball on the right flank, with a defender pressing tight.
Instead of passing, he dropped his shoulder, shifted the ball through the defender's legs, and darted past him.
The crowd erupted.
Jake smirked. This kid had something special.
70th Minute – Second Substitution: Controlling the Midfield
With Bradford dominating possession, Jake decided to lock down the midfield.
He called over Daniel Lowe.
"You're in for Benson," Jake instructed. "I need you to slow the game down. Keep us compact."
Benson jogged off, receiving a firm handshake from Jake.
"You played well," Jake told him. "This is just the start for you."
Benson nodded, still catching his breath. "Thanks, coach."
With Lowe in midfield, Bradford became even more composed. Morecambe could barely string three passes together.
78th Minute – Third Substitution: Joe Thompson's Instant Impact
Jake glanced at his striker, Lukas Novak, who had run tirelessly for 78 minutes.
"Thompson, you're in."
Joe Thompson grinned as he pulled off his warm-up gear. "I'll give them something to remember."
And he did.
Two minutes after coming on, Bradford worked the ball down the left flank.
Castellón cut inside and whipped in a low cross.
Thompson, always alert, read the play perfectly.
He dashed ahead of his marker and smashed the ball into the net.
GOAL!
4-0 Bradford.
Jake let out a small smile. Thompson's movement was elite.
Paul Roberts nudged him. "This team is terrifying when they play like this."
Jake nodded. "And we're still not finished."
85th Minute – Renan Silva Announces Himself
The Brazilian winger had been electrifying since coming on.
His dribbling? Unstoppable.
His confidence? Sky-high.
And then, he put the icing on the cake.
Ortega spotted Silva making a diagonal run into the final third.
The midfielder threaded a perfect pass into space.
Silva controlled it with one touch, shifted inside, and curled a left-footed shot into the top corner.
GOAL!
5-0 Bradford.
The stadium exploded.
Jake shook his head in disbelief.
Paul was laughing. "Did we just steal the next big thing?"
Jake didn't answer. But deep down, he knew.
As the final whistle blew, Valley Parade erupted in applause.
Bradford City 5-0 Morecambe.
The players hugged and celebrated—a perfect opening-day performance.
The fans began chanting Jake's name.
"Wilson's Bradford! Wilson's Bradford!"
Jake gave a small wave to acknowledge them, but his mind was already racing.
The system flashed a notification.
[Ding! "Rival Analysis" Successful – Weakness Exploitation Efficiency: 92%.]
He had completely dismantled Morecambe by targeting their weaknesses. But he knew tougher tests were coming.
The media room was packed. Jake took his seat at the front, facing a group of reporters eager to dissect the 5-0 thrashing.
The first question came immediately.
"Coach Wilson, that was an incredible performance. Is this the level we should expect from Bradford all season?"
Jake kept his expression neutral.
"It was a great win," he admitted. "But it's only one game. We're focused on improving every week."
Another journalist jumped in.
"You started Charlie Benson over a more experienced midfielder. Was that a risky decision?"
Jake leaned forward. "Benson earned his spot. It's not about experience—it's about performance."
More questions followed.
"Are Bradford title contenders?"
Jake: "It's too early for that conversation."
"Renan Silva looked electric—what can we expect from him?"
Jake: "He's a special player. But like the rest of the team, he has to keep working."
After fifteen minutes, the press conference wrapped up.
Jake left the room, walking towards his office.
The victory was massive. But this was just the beginning.
League Two was a marathon, not a sprint.
And Jake was ready for the next battle.