The morning of the Manchester City match dawned crisp and clear.

Leon couldn't stop thinking about it. Champions League qualification on the line. Facing the league champions. And a direct showdown with his best friend, Byon.

TV Sports News - Matchday Build-Up

"Good morning, football fans, and welcome to what promises to be an absolute thriller at Villa Park!" the presenter exclaimed, his voice filled with anticipation.

"Aston Villa, fighting for a Champions League spot, take on Manchester City, who are battling for the Premier League title! The stakes could not be higher!"

A graphic flashed on screen, showing the key players:

Aston Villa: Leon Fischer (Current: 84)

Ollie Watkins (Current: 86)

John McGinn (Current: 84)

Douglas Luiz (Current: 85).

Manchester City: Erling Haaland (Current: 92)

Kevin De Bruyne (Current: 91)

Rodri (Current: 89)

Phil Foden (Current: 88)

And, importantly, Byon (Current: 85), confirmed to be starting on the wing!

"All eyes will be on the midfield battle," the pundit explained.

"Can Leon Fischer, the teenage sensation, outwit the likes of De Bruyne and Rodri? And what about the individual duel on the wing? Byon, making a surprising start for City, will be directly facing Villa's defense!"

Leon watched, a smile playing on his lips. Byon was starting! This was going to be a proper showdown.

The atmosphere at Villa Park was unlike anything Leon had experienced before. It wasn't just loud; it was a roaring, vibrating cauldron of hope and desperation.

Every seat was filled, a sea of claret and blue, banners waving, chants echoing through the air.

In the dressing room, Coach Emery's voice was firm, yet inspirational. "This is our moment! Every tackle, every pass, every run... it is for this!

For Champions League! For Villa! We face the best, but we are also the best! Leon, your midfield battle with De Bruyne, Rodri... it defines this game. Your 'sight'... it is our advantage. Make them regret coming here!"

Leon nodded. He looked at Ollie Watkins (Current: 86), his eyes blazing with determination.

John McGinn (Current: 84) was bouncing on his toes, ready for the fight. They were ready.

As they walked out of the tunnel, the roar of the crowd hit them like a physical force. It vibrated through Leon's entire body, sending shivers down his spine. He scanned the opposing lineup, his 'sight' immediately picking out the glowing 'Current' ratings of City's superstars.

And then, his eyes locked onto Byon (Current: 85), starting on the right wing, a mixture of nerves and fierce excitement on his face. Byon caught his eye, and they exchanged a brief, almost imperceptible nod. It was on.

The referee blew his whistle.

KICKOFF!

Manchester City, as expected, immediately took control of possession, their passes sharp, their movement fluid. Leon found himself in a relentless midfield battle with Kevin De Bruyne and Rodri.

His 'sight' was a blur of information: 'ghosted arcs' of passes, 'outstretched legs' of incoming tackles, 'body shifts' indicating feints.

"City immediately asserting their dominance! They're passing it around with incredible precision! Leon Fischer is trying to break up their rhythm, but the champions are in full flow!"

Leon moved with precision, anticipating every pass. He barked instructions to his teammates, pointing, guiding. "John! Cover wide! Ollie! Press that center-back!"

His teammates, trusting his uncanny ability, reacted instantly. It was like they were cooking up something, a complex dish of tactics and intuition.

Around the 10th minute, City launched a dangerous attack. Kevin De Bruyne (Current: 91) received the ball on the edge of the box. Leon saw the 'leg-and-ball' projection, a powerful shot aiming for the far corner. He screamed a warning to Emiliano Martínez (Current: 85), and threw himself forward, blocking the shot with his body.

THWACK!

The ball rebounded to safety.

A few minutes later, the moment everyone had been waiting for. Byon (Current: 85) received the ball on the right wing, facing Lucas Digne (Current: 82). Leon's 'sight' flared. He saw Byon's 'quick body feint' to the inside, followed by a 'burst of acceleration' to the outside.

Byon was going for it! He left Digne sprawling!

FOOSH!

COMMENTATOR: "Byon with the magic feet! He's danced past Digne! Unbelievable skill from the young winger!"

Byon surged into the box, looking for a shot. Leon saw the 'leg-and-ball' projection, a powerful strike aiming for the near post. But then, Leon also saw a faint 'body lean' from Emiliano Martínez (Current: 85), anticipating the shot. Leon, from his midfield position, screamed: "BYON! FAR POST! FAR POST!"

Byon, hearing Leon's familiar, urgent voice, hesitated for a split second, then shifted his body, guiding the ball to the far corner.

PING!

The ball hit the post and bounced out! So close!

Byon looked frustrated, shaking his head. Leon gave him a sympathetic nod. He knew Byon had heard him, and reacted, but sometimes, luck just wasn't on their side.

Around the 25th minute, City found the breakthrough. A corner kick. Kevin De Bruyne swung it in. Erling Haaland (Current: 92) rose highest, his 'ghosted head' projection clear to Leon, but he was too far to intervene.

BOOM!

Haaland's header rocketed into the net.

GOOOAL! Manchester City 1 - Aston Villa 0!

Villa Park groaned, then roared its encouragement. Leon felt the frustration, but he also felt a cold determination. He looked at Haaland (Current: 92), celebrating calmly. He needed to make a mark.

Villa pushed back. Leon received the ball from Douglas Luiz (Current: 85) in midfield. He saw Declan Rice (Current: 87) rushing to close him down, his 'outstretched leg' indicating a tackle. Leon executed a quick 'roulette', spinning away from Rice, leaving him stumbling.

SWIRL! The crowd gasped.

"Fischer with the roulette! He's just too good! Rice can't get near him!"

Leon surged forward. He saw a complex web of 'outstretched legs' and 'body shifts' from City's defense, trying to close him down.

He dribbled past one, then another, his feet a blur. He saw a narrow 'gap' opening up, a mere sliver of space at the edge of the box. He didn't hesitate. He unleashed a powerful, low shot, aiming for the far corner.

PAAAM! The ball rocketed towards goal, zipping past Rodri (Current: 89), past Manuel Akanji (Potential: 88, Current: 86). Ederson (Current: 88) dived, stretching every inch. He got a hand to it! The ball deflected slightly, hitting the inside of the post!

SHRINK! The sound of the ball hitting the post echoed through the stadium.

It then bounced back into play, right into the path of Ollie Watkins (Current: 86), who had followed up the play. Watkins instinctively tapped it into the empty net!

GOOOAL! ASTON VILLA 1 - Manchester City 1!

Villa Park erupted! Leon ran to celebrate with Watkins, his heart pounding. He'd hit the post, but his shot had created the equalizer! His 'Current: 92' pulsed with triumph. The roar was deafening, a wave of pure euphoria.

The game continued at a breathtaking pace. Leon was everywhere, his 'sight' operating at peak efficiency. He saw a 'ghosted arc' from Bernardo Silva (Current: 88), a dangerous cross into the box. Leon intercepted it, then launched a counter-attack.

Around the 40th minute, Leon received the ball again, just outside the box, surrounded by City defenders. He saw a 'ghosted outstretched leg' from Rodri (Current: 89), a powerful tackle coming.

Leon quickly pulled the ball back, then shifted it, creating a tiny bit of space. He saw the 'leg-and-ball' projection, a clear shot opportunity. The goal. The net. The glory.

He pulled the trigger, a powerful, precise strike aimed for the top corner.

PAAAM! GOOOOAAALLL!

The ball rocketed into the net, leaving Ederson (Current: 88) rooted to the spot!

GOOOAL! ASTON VILLA 2 - Manchester City 1!

Villa Park exploded! LEEEEOOON! LEEEOOON! The stadium shook with the roar of his name.

Leon sprinted to the corner flag, a triumphant yell escaping his lips, his teammates swarming him.

He had just scored a world-class goal against the champions! This was the culmination of everything he had worked for. This was the moment. He was Leon Fischer, and he was taking Aston Villa to the Champions League.