See You Tonight

Chapter 116: Quick Goals

Priitttt. The basketball game's ending whistle has sounded. In this match, we have to accept the fact that we have to be eliminated after losing to the 11th class IPS 1. The sad and disappointed faces were clearly drawn from the faces of the 10-7th grade children. Especially Tom. He seemed so disappointed with the result.

Tomi played so well. After becoming a savior on the futsal team, he also returned to being a pedestal in the basketball. Half of the score we get is from his hand. It's not fair to see Tomi suffer a defeat like this. If only our basketball team were more competitive, maybe we would still go on to the semifinals.

"Sori ya Tom" said regretfully.

"Yes Tom sori yah. If only we were better at playing basketball, we would still survive. Again, sorry, yeah. You have worked so hard" said Calvin.

"It's okay, relax. Means we stay focused on the same race that is still going on," said Tomi trying to look tough.

Of all the children who represent our class playing basketball, only Tomi is involved in extracurricular basketball. In other words, the other basketball players from our class are just a complement. Aji and Ahsan are good at basketball, but their energy is drained enough in the futsal game. So, their appearance is still less than the maximum.

Next, we will wait until the semi-final futsal match will take place. I've heard the news that our opponent in the futsal semifinals will be the 11th class IPA 5. Class 11 IPA 5 itself is the class of the most dangerous forward in this High School in extracurricular football, namely Kak Taufik.

To be honest, from the moment I learned that our opponent in the semi-final was Taufik's brother. I feel that it will be impossible for us to win the game. However, at least I will try to remain confident and optimistic because I am not alone, I am with my friends.

Maybe if alone everything will be difficult, but by moving with others, the burden we carry will be reduced and we will step with a stronger step. Just by thinking about it, I had at least come to believe that we still had hope.

After the basketball game was over, we immediately went back to class to prepare for the semi-final futsal match. We will give everything we have in the game so we can win the title. Even though his opponent was one of the best players in this school.

When I got to class, I didn't go straight into class. I prefer to sit on the front porch of the class while looking at the scenery around. There was not much I could see from the front porch of this class. Only a bunch of plants neatly lined up in pots and people passing by were all I could see. Even so, somehow it can make me feel calmer even if only a little.

This might be the first time I feel like sharing emotions with my classmates. If Ruben and Ahsan didn't talk to me in the first place, I probably don't have any friends at all. And maybe I still can't memorize the names of my classmates.

I looked at the plants in front of me meaningfully. They look so calm even though sometimes the wind that hits them is so strong. They do not seem to worry if one or two deciduous leaves fall to the ground. They always look so strong and strong. Right now, I somehow feel a little envious of the plants that are in front of me.

"Oi Lang, what else is there? From the other one, it turned out to be here. Let's hurry in" Ruben suddenly walked out of the classroom and then told me to come in. The discussion of strategy will begin soon.

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Finally, the game time will start soon. We are already on the pitch to warm up and stuff like that. As usual, the players who will play first are me, Ruben, Renaldi, Ahsan, and Aji.

As always, moments before the game begins, the two captains of both teams face each other to determine who will pick the ball, and who will pick the goal. This time, because my guess was right, then I got the first turn to choose the ball or the goal first.

As planned if I managed to get the first turn, I immediately chose the goal first. Our strategy at the moment is almost the same as the strategy against class 10-9, which is to defend and rely on counter-attacks. We will also focus more on keeping the movement of Taufik. We've seen him play a lot when extracurricular, so we already have an idea of what his playing pattern will look like. Although futsal and football are very different, there are still some similarities.

The tense faces were clearly drawn from us 10-7 class players. The opposite scene is actually displayed by the opposing players. They look so calm yet serious at the moment.

Not to forget, the voice of the supporter has started to sound. Both supporters from both teams look equally passionate. Supporters from class 10-7, as if not to lose with supporters from the opposing party.

In addition, there was something quite different about this match. That is, in this game, there will be 2 commentators who specifically comment on this futsal match. 2 The commentator is from an OSIS member whom I do not know by name.

Priitt. The whistle marking the start of the match finally sounded. The ball that had just started was seen directly fed towards the front towards the empty space. Meanwhile, out of nowhere, Taufik suddenly was in the place where the bait ball was headed.

Taufik then calmly accepted and controlled the ball. Soon after, with a calm but quick movement, Taufik could easily get past Renaldi before releasing a hard kick into Ruben's goal.

Jebreeett. The sound from the kick was quite loud. The ball was very fast immediately hit our goal without mercy. Ruben also only looks dumb and only able to look at the incoming ball.

"Wohoooo a very beautiful and fast goal from the city striker Taufik," shouted commentator 1 welcoming a goal from brother Taufik just now.

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