perfect arc

Chapter 65: Chapter 65: Disintegration

At the end of the game, the battle was intense.

All the fans are staring at Kabinet, who is under his feet, controlling the ball.

As soon as his brain exploded, Kabinet suddenly felt a burst of numbness in his right ankle, but at this time there was no room to think about it, and he was not allowed to stay for a while. The ball was firmly on his foot, he tilted his mouth, and cut Gritting his teeth, he read: Could it be? . ?
In the meantime, the two striker teammates are advancing in response to the situation, and the wings are flying together. The attacking midfielder who has just entered the field is the same as the Mashu who has already left the field. He interprets Coach Coboni's tactical instructions with all his strength and rushes in front of Kabinet. , to clear the way.

What amazed the audience was that although the two sides had fought to the end, such a quick way of attacking and defending had to be admired by the players.

"The two sides played for nearly 86 minutes, but judging from the scene, the players still seem to have enough physical strength...!" The commentator was also a little surprised.

The partner next to him continued: "Yes! It's unbelievable, and all the fans have also seen that Kabinet is still running forward...!"

On the sidelines, Coach Coboni squeezed his chin and read: It's time to pass the ball!quick!
To the disappointment of the old man, Kabinet still did not pass the ball. Although several teammates in front of him had plenty of running space, Kabinet was too persistent. If he could not see the real passing space, he would not make any moves. .

Ma Shu and Luo Fuman, who had been replaced and were sitting on the bench, whispered in each other's ears.

"What is this idiot doing?"

"Hmm~~! It's time to pass the ball, but I don't think Kabinet is playing around, but has his own tricks!"

"Hmph~! That idiot must not dare to act foolishly, because Coach Koboni will scold him to death!"

After speaking, the two smiled crookedly, and returned to the arena with their eyes, determined to see Kabinet's routine clearly.

The closer the people and the ball get to the penalty area, the louder the fans roar, and the decibel volume caused is unexpectedly harsh.

Suddenly, the ball left Kabinet’s feet, and ran towards the attacking teammate within three meters on the right. Before the teammate could catch the ball, Kabinet went straight forward, ran six steps, and shouted: “Hey!”

The teammate who catches the ball understands that he does not let the ball stay under his feet for half a second, and uses the inside toe of his left foot to shove the ball, and the ball flies straight. After one second, it will definitely reach Kabinet's feet. . .

"Oh~~!" There was a burst of exclamation in the venue, and everyone understood the scene.

Kabini gave the ball, then ran forward in a straight line, the ball flew out, was blocked by his teammate, walked on the outside for two seconds, and returned to Kabini's feet, the entire movement line of two people and one ball drew a triangular pattern .

At first glance, the number of moves seems redundant, but the combination of these two or three short passes has achieved what Cabine wanted. . .

"Beautiful~! Kabinet cooperated with his teammate's short pass and directly avoided the defense of two opponents...!" said the commentator.

After throwing off two enemies, it is regarded as breaking through the first barrier, and there are still four enemies ahead.Cabine is in the center, the two wings occupy the lower flanks, and the two forwards rush forward to attack the end of the midfield. . .

At this moment, it was a six-on-four situation, and after the two enemies in the rear returned to their positions, it would become a six-on-six situation.

The first action Kabini made was to observe the position, his eyes were fixed, and the next move appeared, which was a through ball.The two wings are moving, and so are the two strikers. The ball is concise, but the purpose is fatal.In less than a second, the ball passed the defense line, penetrated all the opponents, and with the speed of a striker, flew straight. . .

The striker received the ball steadily, Kirby felt certain in his heart, and said: Good!Go and complete the mission!
Unexpectedly, the goalkeeper of Atlético de Madrid suddenly raised his hand, as did the four opponents, the meaning couldn't be more clear.It's just that the whistle didn't sound, and the striker with the ball continued to prepare to shoot, but he raised his left foot back and drew his bow. . .

"~Beep~~!" It's not that the whistle didn't sound, it was just two seconds late.

The linesman raised the flag to signal that the Granada striker was offside before receiving the ball. "What~~? Offside~~?" Kabinet raised the veins on his forehead, yelled, and ran to the linesman, trying to ask for an explanation.

On the sidelines, Coach Koboni was also complaining to the fourth referee, scratching his throat, shouting: "Absolute misjudgment! Absolute misjudgment!"

The fourth referee looked calm, and immediately said: "Mr. Coboni! Please calm down...!"

Coach Koboni was already extremely angry, walked away in two steps, brushed his left arm, and seemed to be still cursing.The fans of the Granada team were even louder and booed, expressing their dissatisfaction with the penalty more directly.

Soon, everyone saw the replay of the video, and the commentator immediately said: "The striker of the Granada team is half a body short, this is indeed an offside...!"

Although the line referee made no mistakes, Kabinet, who went to argue, was very dissatisfied and spit out his insistence. Captain Fiske, uncharacteristically, stepped forward and pulled Kabinet away, saying to him: "Calm down~! The game is not over yet! "

Cabine's right arm was pulled by Fiske, but his body was still rushing towards the lineman. He couldn't accept this reality for a while.Surprisingly, Sadugir also stepped forward and said to Cabine: "Don't waste time, who wins and who loses? Let's make a quick end!"

Kabini was stunned again, and wanted to retaliate with rude words, but he saw that Sadugir had already run away. His chest was constricted for a while, his head was numb, and his face was flushed with swelling.

Captain Fisk pushed Kabinet's body and said, "Go back to your seat! Don't waste time!"

Kabi accepted the idea, and then looked at the split screen: 88 minutes, 27 seconds!
"Damn it!" He gritted his teeth and cursed, not a single cell in his brain was calm.

Due to his status, Coach Koboni calmed down faster than Kabinet. He waved his right arm and shouted to his players: "Pay attention to the time! Don't be slow...!" Secretly added two words: Damn!

The ball has been placed, and the goalkeeper of Atlético de Madrid is also ready early, "~~beep~~!" The referee agreed, and the ball can be taken.

Apart from anything else, the Granada team moved forward, and they no longer cared about whether the opponent would make a quick counterattack, and made a final resistance before the end of the game.

Next, the picture is simple, but the players of the Granada team screamed hate, because the kicked ball was taken by the opponent.At the end of the game, this kind of picture appeared. Is the Granada team directly sentenced to death?

The opponent advanced all the way and held the ball very steadily. The defense led by Fiske retreated sharply, and the overall action was slightly staggered.And Sadugir gave out a ghostly laugh again inexplicably, seeing this, Kabinet felt bad again. . .

"Hmm~! Because time is running out, the Granada team is eager to make peace, and the formation is very forward. The ball just failed to win, which caused the visiting team to fight back again!" The commentator said in words.

. . .The ball has passed the middle circle, and so is the opponent who is holding it. Although the core of the offense, Sadugir, is advancing all the way, his teammates have no intention of giving him the ball.In seconds, the ball was sent out, and the one who got the ball was an enemy wing, who took the ball and accelerated to rush forward.

The enemy will attack forward, the defenders will not dare to move wantonly, and Roffman has left the field, and only a striker is replacing him, so that the sweeping area is left unattended, and the only one who can check is Kabinet. Kabinet has never been stupid, and he didn't need his teammates to remind him, he rushed forward early to fill his position.

The enemy wing with the ball twisted and cut into the middle, seemingly abandoning the pass and trying to hit the center of the Granada team's heart. Cabine wanted to build a barrier in front of the enemy wing and killed all the way, at a very fast pace. . .

Unexpectedly, a burst of numbness gushed out from the right ankle again, and Kabini gritted his teeth and said: "Persevere!"Stop~down~ him!
After a few steps, Kabini and the ball-holding enemy wing met in the middle of the penalty area. The two reacted quickly, and they both had their calculations. One wanted to pass the other side, while the other wanted to stop the other side. . .

All of a sudden, the side who wanted to dribble first made a move, a simple dribble to the right, and quickly followed. . .

The party trying to intercept hurriedly followed, the defensive action was impeccable, remembering to play every move. . .

There are still guards guarding the front, but after a lot of pulling, the space leaks half a thread, and the enemy wing doesn't have many thoughts, just want to kick at this moment. . .

Is it a shot?Or pass?

In this regard, Kabinet was lazy to answer this answer, but the only thing he was firm on was: no matter what the enemy wing did, he must successfully intercept it.

－－－－ The time has moved several times, and 89 minutes have passed. Seeing this, Coach Koboni pinched his fingers, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

What is tying the score into overtime?Or is the opponent locked in the victory?The ending is extremely unpredictable!

This time, Kabinet did not get the desired result, his right foot had not yet been straightened, and the ball had been sent by the opponent's wing. Surprisingly, Shadugir made a few wonderful steps, pulled out the space, and seemed to catch the ball.

The ball ran to the edge of the middle of the penalty area, and so did Shadugir.Captain Fiske leaped forward and stuck behind Sadugir, pinching the opponent's turning space. Kabinet was very smart, rushed forward and joined Fiske in front and back, blocking the defense in two ways, trapping Sadugir deadly.

The front and rear were blocked, but there were still left and right. Sadugir gave a ghostly smile, twisted his body, and dodged to the right. Although Kabinet had followed up in time, his swing was a second and a half slower, and the ball was still caught by Sadugir. Take it down.

The difference in strength between the two seems to be [one and a half seconds].

The ball was under his feet, and Kabinet was close to his side, Shadugir said for a moment: Good!Stop it!
With a light push on the ball, the man was in a shooting posture, his feet were already pulled up, and Kabinet beside him panicked, and hurriedly lowered his feet, and the toes scraped towards the ball. . .In a second, "~Boom~~!" came out, and the voice came from under Shadugir's feet.

At this time, the eyes of everyone in the stadium stayed in midair, because there was a ball in the midair of the stadium.

－－－－ It was Shadugir who sent the ball with lightning speed before Kabinet's interception.

The ball was shot toward the goal of the Granada team, and Sadugir was in a state of being, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

All that was left to Kabinet was despair. . .

(End of this chapter)