I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 55
This kid can really kick the back!

Outside the locker room during the intermission, Coach Maruyama had a sullen face, almost twisted into a chrysanthemum shape, but before entering the locker room, he returned to his usual poker face.

The Otsu High School players were a little disappointed. They only scored one goal in the first half, and let the opponent score three goals. How can they play like this?Did the opponent start celebrating with Coke in the locker room?

"Unwilling? Right?"

Coach Maruyama scanned the faces of every starting player and gently closed the locker room door.

"Think the opponent is too strong? Can't break through, can't defend?"

He approached Toru Honda, a plain-looking boy who, like all the players in the team, had his head shaved to show his will to give up everything.

"Snapped!"

He slapped himself across the face, shocking everyone.

Now it's Heisei, and it's the Showa era, so I should correct you one by one.

Coach Maruyama's cheeks flushed immediately, he thought helplessly, and said the next sentence.

"Hit yourself, does it hurt? It's not in a dream! We still have 45 minutes, and weep like a bitch after kicking, disgusting."

He turned around and walked out of the locker room. There was applause behind him, and he had a smile on his face.

I am at the end of my talents, I have no choice but to rely on you to create miracles.

Coach Maruyama, who has coached high school teams for 29 years, finally reported a glimmer of expectation.

At the start of the second half, Otsu High School launched an offensive again.

Fujii approached Toru Honda again. The opponent had just received the pass and protected the ball sideways, not giving him a chance to cut the ball.

Why is this guy blushing?

It was only at a close distance that I discovered that there was a red mark on one side of Honda Toru's face, which seemed to be from a slap.

The speed and dribbling that Honda relies on are all behind Fujii, and the arrogance is not as arrogant as when he scored the goal at the beginning of the game. Seeing Fujii intercepting himself, he passed the ball and passed it back to midfielder Makino Long.

In Otsu High School's 433 offensive formation, the midfielder Makino Changlong is positioned at the front and belongs to the positioning of the midfielder. He is like a fully enhanced version of Captain Nakamura, with accurate long passes, wide vision, and physical resistance.

Touching the incoming football with the arch of his left foot sideways, Makino Changlong pulled the ball to his right foot, read the situation on the field while turning around, his brain was working quickly, kicked the football high, and fell into Hachioji High School restricted area.

The center forward of Otsu High School grabbed the ball and did not choose to force a shot. Instead, he crossed the ball to the left winger on the other side.

The little-known Otsu High School left forward decisively chose to hit the goal after receiving the ball. Ryunosuke reacted very quickly to save, blocked the ball, and rolled outside the penalty area.

At this time, the restricted area of ​​Hachioji High School was in chaos. Makino Chitaka found the open space, received the football, and shot with his right foot. Ryunosuke, who had just got up from the ground, rushed out again, but because his old strength was exhausted and his new strength was not born, Watching the football into the net.

"The young players from Otsu High School cooperated exquisitely and scored the ball into the goal of Hachioji High School. Goalkeeper Ryunosuke beat the turf angrily. It was obvious that he was very unwilling!"

Sergio, who was on live TV, made such an evaluation, and Yasutaro Matsuki next to him couldn't sit still, complaining.

"I don't know what the coach of Hachioji High School is thinking? Putting Fujii in the position of the midfielder is a waste of genius!"

Yasutaro Matsuki’s philosophy is more towards offensive football, and this kind of play is also good-looking. If they all play defensive counterattacks like Serie A teams, they can’t score one or two goals in a game, and it’s meaningless to explain.

"I advise Coach Shen Jing to understand the concept of football first. Such a strong sharp knife, why do you put him in the midfield?"

Spreading his hands, Yasutaro Matsuki spat excitedly.

"What is the worth of an offensive player? What is the worth of a central defender? At the same level, the difference can be one-third or even more."

"Such a good opportunity to show, for the national audience and the management of professional clubs to see, the performance of the player Fujii, if you let him play as a temporary midfielder, can he play to his due level?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fujii received a short pass from his teammate at Hachioji High School who kicked off again. Looking around, he was in the midfielder position, and there was only an opposing central defender whose name was not named.

He chose to dribble the ball by himself, and the central defender resisted for a while, and was thrown away a lot. His current dribbling speed is faster than most players who run without the ball. If you want to stop him, there is no way. It is not realistic for three or four people to be stuck.

Breaking through from the middle to the opponent's backcourt, Toru Honda and Chimelong Makino came up to block him. At the same time, facing two players who were close to professional level, Fujii didn't choose to go hard, but unexpectedly hit a long kick while running After the pass, Qiyuan in front of the goal jumped high, flicked the header, and refracted towards the goal.

The goalkeeper of Otsu High School thought that Fujii was lobbing a shot. When he realized it, Suhara's header had already hit the goal. The referee signaled that the goal was valid, and the score was opened, 4-2.

The teammates went up to touch Qi Yuan's head one after another. This kid is fine today, and he scored twice.

The players of Otsu High School were not discouraged, and continued to counterattack, but Fujii, who was in the midfielder position, could always intercept the ball in the midfield in time. As time passed, he was like a sighing Gao The wall, erected in front of the opponent.

"Shh!"

A clear whistle sounded, and the referee blew the whistle for the end of the game. The players from Otsu High School stepped forward to argue, trying to buy a little more time, even 1 minute.

"I've given you 4 minutes of extra time, 4 to 2, Hachioji High School, win."

The referee pointed to the electronic scoreboard on the sidelines. It's not that they didn't give them extra time. He couldn't seize the opportunity to comeback. Should he arrange an overtime game?
"Coach, I'm sorry, we..."

Failure is a foregone conclusion. Toru Honda covered his face with Coach Maruyama. He broke out from the local competition. He thought he would make it to the last three rounds and at least win the quarter-finals. Unexpectedly, the dream was broken halfway. Miracles are still extravagant hopes. !

"A man only bleeds and doesn't shed tears. You are a man, Ben Tiger! Get up and say goodbye to the fans who have traveled thousands of miles to support us."

Coach Maruyama took the initiative to embrace Toru Honda and patted him on the back. After parting, Toru Motoyama, the right winger of the Otsu High School team in the third year of high school this year, walked to the stands supporting his team and bowed deeply.

"Sorry, we couldn't do it; sorry, everyone who supported us."

Crystal clear tears dripped from the drooping face, wet the grass on the green ground, this dream for three years, it is finally time to wake up, but after waking up, the bottom of my heart is still The bursts of pain may be unforgettable in a lifetime.

(End of this chapter)