"Who is this kid?!"
This question echoed not only from commentator Letkinson but from many others watching the game.
"What blistering pace!!" Even He Hongfa, watching from China, was stunned. Fans across the internet were in disbelief at the sheer speed on display.
"Ashley Cole can't keep up?!"
"Is he even faster than Robben?!"
"Did Luton just send a sprinter onto the pitch?!"
At this moment, Adam had become the focal point of the match, yet the pressure didn't faze him. The boos from Chelsea supporters in the stands were drowned out by the wind whistling past his ears.
Too fast!
Even Adam could feel it—his body moving in perfect sync, his movements smoother than ever, and his pace… electrifying!
Ashley Cole had been left trailing!
Adam's confidence soared. Beating a full-back of Cole's caliber was no small feat.
On the touchline, Luton manager Ethan watched in amazement. The effect of this card is unbelievable...
Before, Adam's speed and dribbling were excellent but not extraordinary. However, with the boost from the card, his pace had now reached the level of the world's elite wingers. His dribbling ability had improved significantly—by at least 15%. Right now, aside from his physical attributes, Adam could compete with almost any winger in modern football!
Go on, kid!
Ethan's eyes lit up—Chelsea's defense was in real trouble!
Indeed, Chelsea were exposed. Only three defenders were left at the back: Bosingwa, Ivanovic, and Alex. Deco, lacking pace, had already been bypassed in midfield, and Jamie Vardy was surging forward in support.
Luton had a 2v3 counterattack!
Adam was tearing down the right flank, while Vardy charged through the middle. Though not as fast as Adam, Vardy was no slouch—he could keep up with the break!
Alex stepped out early to cut off Adam, but it was futile. The winger's sheer acceleration gave him the edge—he barely had to slow down!
A slight feint, a shift in direction—Adam glided past Alex!
"Ohhh...!"
Even Chelsea fans gasped in awe.
Beating a defender at full speed without losing momentum—a move straight from the Messi playbook!
Ethan was taken aback. The technique Adam had just executed was something prime Messi used to dismantle defenders. He never expected to see it here, now.
Of course, Messi was far more complete—his vision, finishing, and movement were levels above—but at this moment, Adam's sheer explosiveness was enough.
Ethan didn't need him to be Messi. He just needed him to be unstoppable!
Adam drove into the penalty area!
Ivanovic stepped up, nerves evident. He had just seen Adam leave two Chelsea defenders in the dust.
Adam slowed slightly—but only just.
Ivanovic lunged in—Adam feinted!
A dazzling double touch—right foot to left, left foot to right—then a slick push forward!
The elastico!
Ivanovic was beaten!
Adam had reached the byline—Cech rushed to cover the near post, fully focused on stopping the shot.
But Adam wasn't shooting.
A cutback!
Vardy arrived at the perfect moment—and with Cech stranded, he had an open goal!
GOAL!!!
Goal Scored!!! Absolutely Stunning!!!
What a sensational goal! This might just be the best goal in English football this week. While Luton's No. 9, Jamie Vardy, was the one who put the ball in the net, the real architect of this masterpiece was Adam White, who had only just come off the bench!
Look at his incredible dribbling! He weaved past three top-class defenders—Ashley Cole, Alex, and Ivanović—as if they weren't even there! Then, with ice-cold composure, he set up Vardy in the box for the easiest of finishes into an empty net. Perfection!!!
"Ohhhhhh!!! Adam White!!! Unbelievable!!!" The commentators are losing their minds! "Mark my words, this name will soon be lighting up the Premier League! He's only seventeen! And he's English!!!" Letkinson is absolutely ecstatic.
Meanwhile, across the world in China, commentator He Hongfa is just as stunned:
"I can't believe what I've just witnessed! This is a substitute striker… from a second-division team?! Just how many hidden gems does coach Ethan have in his squad? No wonder he dares to claim he can beat Chelsea at home!"
Even Luiz Felipe Scolari looks shocked—he never expected a second-division substitute to display such brilliance. And it's not just Scolari… even Roman Abramovich is stunned. Almost instinctively, he turns to his assistant and asks, "How much is this kid worth?"
As Vardy wheels away in celebration, he doesn't forget the man who made it happen. He sprints straight to Adam White, grabs him, and lifts him off the ground. The rest of the Luton squad rushes in, swarming their young star.
"When did you become this good, Adam?!" Vardy laughs.
By the corner flag, he finally sets White down, but not before Adam tumbles through the smoke of the flares.
"I've always been this good, Jamie!!!" White grins.
"Come on, Adam, I know you too well!" Danny Drinkwater joins the pile, ruffling Adam's hair. "But that run just now… that was unreal!"
"My hair!!! I spent five pounds on this haircut!!!" Adam protests, but the celebrations continue.
Over on the Luton bench, chaos erupts. Assistant coaches John Aston and Mel Donald hug each other, roaring in excitement. Ethan, arms outstretched, rushes toward the coaching staff—only to be met by a blushing Haruko, who throws herself into his embrace.
Caught up in the moment, Ethan doesn't even realize the situation, hugging her back before getting swallowed up in a group hug with the rest of his staff. Haruko pouts, disappointed—she thought she'd have a moment alone with the coach. But the others are too busy celebrating to notice.
Goalkeeper coach Danny King joins in, and the whole coaching staff embraces in pure joy. If they can hold on and beat Chelsea, this will be the biggest victory in Luton's history!
Back on the touchline, Ethan turns to his assistant Lin Sen, grinning. "This kid is going to be a star."