I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 67

The Aomori Yamada locker room was dead silent during the intermission. The goalkeeper saw that everyone was silent, so he had to speak first.

"Coach, I suffered from insomnia last night. Let's replace the No. [-] goalkeeper. His performance must be better than mine now."

The starting position that was originally obtained by crazy involution became a hot potato at this time. The second goalkeeper glared at him, and was about to greet him for being impolite, but the coach started talking.

"In the first three and 10 minutes of the second half, we continued to defend intensively in front of the goal. After exhausting their physical energy, in the last 15 minutes, we equalized the score and played overtime."

This is not the coach's nonsense. Aomori Yamada's team is first-class, and the coach's level is naturally not bad. At the end of the first half, he observed that the middle and backcourt players of Hachioji High School were obviously unable to run. Based on the information collected before the game, he guessed rightly about the two related shortcomings of weak bench lineup and lack of player rotation.

You can't run anymore, how can you compete with me on the same stage?

Aomori Yamada, who had achieved good results in previous years, had a bye in the sixth round and went directly to the fifth round, and the rotation of players was more reasonable than that of Hachioji High School, so his physical fitness was better preserved. Make a plan.

At the beginning of the second half, Aomori Yamada still put up a dense defensive formation. Fujii tried a few long-range shots, but the effect was not as good as in the first half. Hachioji High School, which has always maintained a high pressure, and the physical fitness of his teammates gradually failed. Victory is in sight, and there is no way to sustain it.

Seeing that the offense was slow to start and he was already leading by two goals, Fujii decided to let his teammates retreat to the midfield. There was no need to take the risk of scoring an extra goal. It was better to hold the score than to let someone fight back to get it back.

But just as he was directing his teammates to retreat, Shibasaki Gake endured a sudden force in the first half, caught the ball stop error between the short pass of the Hachioji High School player, made a decisive steal, and dribbled the ball across the midfield, attracting enough After paying more attention, he made a long pass to find the team's No. [-] winger.

The unmarked No. [-] winger had plenty of time to catch the ball and adjust, and kicked on the edge of the penalty area. When Ryunosuke reacted, the football had already flown to the side of the goal.

"2 to 1, Aomori Yamada made a comeback. There are still 6 minutes left in the game, and the outcome is full of suspense again."

Sergio in the live broadcast room explained something, but Yasutaro Matsuki next to him didn't speak, obviously a little dissatisfied with the defense line of the Hachioji High School team.

"Don't be discouraged, we are still ahead."

Seeing that the nearby teammates felt a little guilty, Fujii said comfortingly, but not long after he finished speaking, the Hachioji High School team scored a goal by a tactical corner kick made by Aomori Yamada within a few minutes of the re-kick-off.

It was Shibazaki who scored the goal. He grabbed the leaked ball outside the penalty area. Fujii was marking the No. [-] winger who had just scored, and there was no way to stop his lob shot.

"The referee signaled 2 minutes of stoppage time, plus the current time, there are 6 minutes left before the game will enter 30 minutes of overtime. If there is still a tie, it will enter a penalty shootout."

Sergio explained objectively, but Matsuki Yasutaro just kept shaking his head, covering his forehead, with a painful mask on his face.

Can't run anymore?

After losing the ball this time, Fujii looked around and found that even Qi Yuan was out of breath. Quality, in fact, is a bit weak, and the several failed long-range shots at the beginning of the second half are also because of this reason.

The cheers in the stands are still one after another. For most campus players, participating in such a campus sports game may be the brightest moment in their lives. Those spectators are all students, and they all substitute themselves into the players on the field , All of them will travel thousands of miles to watch a student game whose level is far inferior to that of a professional team.

"Qiyuan, wait a minute and rush into the penalty area. I'll pass the ball to you. It's up to you."

He patted Qi Yuan, who was gasping for breath. Although he was nominally the younger brother he had accepted with two autographed balls, it was just a joke. At the critical moment, he wanted to borrow the strength of his companions.

"Leave it to me."

Qi Yuan showed a rare resolute expression, wiped the sweat off his cheeks, and Ryu's assistant threw the ball to find Fujii.

When the ball was thrown in the air, Fujii was surrounded by 3 defenders, clearly trying to lock him up.

Fujii jumps high and stops the football with his chest. Shibasaki Gake comes up to steal the ball at the first time, but he turns around and staggers in Marseille. Defender, and bypassed the last defender.

And all this in less than 3 seconds.

"God descends to earth! NO.13 Fujii Shu, passed three players in three seconds, and dribbled the ball straight into the opponent's backcourt."

Yasutaro Matsuki took off the pain mask in an instant, stared at the commentary screen in the live broadcast room with his face flushed, and clasped his hands tightly.

Qiyuan started a few seconds earlier than Fujii, but Fujii, who started later, quickly passed him, breaking through from the side all the way, and all eyes were on the red jersey, like a shooting star. The long, dark night brings a sense of shock that cannot be described in words.

After rushing to the side of the opponent's backcourt, two defenders gathered around Fujii. Instead of rushing, he made a fake shot and sent the football to the feet of Qiyuan who had just caught up.

Take this ball as a farewell gift from me.

Fujii knew that Qi Yuan's performance would definitely lead to professional teams looking for him. After he joined the team, after half a year of adjustments, Qi Yuan's level has almost reached the threshold of LV3. If you want to come to our classmate Qi Yuan, you will not Can't you grasp a nearly empty shot opportunity?

coming!

look at me!shoot!

When Qiyuan received the ball, the feeling of the first touch was just right, and the stop was just inside the penalty area line. He raised his leg and volleyed vigorously, and the football flew straight out.

Think of beauty!
The goalkeeper of Aomori Yamada has long noticed this kid who plunged headlong into the backcourt. He can still see through this simple tactic of pulling a cross.

I really have you, as expected of you, student Qiyuan.

Fujii shook his head. Even though he had a 100% chance of winning even if he kicked overtime, Qi Yuan just made a goal that could be scored from a dead corner with a volley.

"Let me take the corner kick."

He took the initiative to pass the substitute football, and because the opponent's goalkeeper threw the ball over the baseline, Hachioji High School had a valuable corner kick.

At this time, there was no time for everyone to mock Qi Yuan. There was less than half a minute left in the game. If the corner kick failed again, overtime would be guaranteed.

Putting the football in the bottom corner, Fujii took a few steps back and closed his eyes. In his memory, there seemed to be a player who directly scored a goal with a corner kick.

Give it a try.

He came back to his senses and moved.

(End of this chapter)