See You Tonight
Chapter 117: Half Match
"Geez, my goodness. It's only just started, but Taufik, the best striker in the world, scored a really great goal" commented 2.
"Haha brother Taufik, look here dong haha," said commentator 1 again.
The goal from Taufik's brother was so that we were all surprised and amazed. We didn't expect that Taufik would score so soon. He really looks so sharp at the moment.
"No papa, no papa. Let's focus again. There is still time" said Aji, patting his hands to burn our spirits.
"Ayooo spirit," Ahsan chimed in with a tone of spirit.
The match resumed. This time the reopening starts from our side. We had just mastered the ball, but the enemy can immediately seize the ball. Their pattern of play is high pressing (pressing). The opposing forward will immediately press us who are in possession of the ball, while others have begun to shadow players who are looking for empty space. You could say, the level of our game is very much different from them.
Cetass. One of the players shot the ball straight at our goal. Luckily, this time the ball was still slightly wide. If only the ball had led to the goal, maybe we would have conceded again because the kick ball was very fast.
We really can't do much at the moment. Every time we had the ball, they pressed until they got the ball back. When they are in possession of the ball, we cannot even follow the movement of those who pass the ball very quickly from foot to foot. It looks like Barcelona's tiki-taka.
Wherever the ball goes, there must be an opponent. In this game, like there is no space or empty gaps that we can use to break through to the opponent's defense. They play without gaps. We are the ones who become the opponents.
They were freely ransacking our defenses. Even in this game Renaldi who usually looks calm and does not look always powerful, this time looks so tense, and looks sweaty a lot. Basically, all of us could not put up a meaningful resistance for Taufik and his friends. The difference in levels of times looks so far away.
Cit, cit, cit. The sound of the squeaking shoes that collided with the floor seemed to sound like a very tiring song. For some reason, I felt like I wanted to quickly end this first round. My breath is almost over.
Only in the 6th minute of the first half, I also asked for a change of players. I still could not keep up with the movements of the opponent who quickly moved there and there. This time the one who will replace me is Tomi.
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Priitttt. The whistle marking the end of the first half finally sounded. The provisional score is 3-0 for the excellence of Taufik and his friends. Kak Taufik managed to score 2 goals throughout the first half before coming out in the final minutes of the first half match. Looks like Taufik's brother wants to save his energy for the final match later. In other words, they are already very confident of maintaining their current lead even in the absence of Taufik.
"They play like crazy. There's no brain" Ahsan complained as he tried to regulate his breathing.
"Just this time I was up against an opponent who at the time of the match could no longer imagine being able to defeat him," added Aji who looked so exhausted.
"You're a real fool, too, Ben. Can-can only concede 3 goals like that," said Ahsan.
"Where else, the kick is tight. I can't even move" replied Ruben.
"Win or lose, we have to accept it. After all, we have struggled as much as possible. Win or if it's a recent affair. The most important thing now is that we have to enjoy the game and try to take lessons from this game. And if we really lose, we can still fight for champion 3. So, just enjoy yah haha," Aji said with a slight smile.
"What can be done, after all it seems we are still not strong enough," said Renaldi suddenly who made everyone around him immediately glance at him. It was rare to see Renaldi say such words.
"Hahahaha what the hell is that? You can talk too, Dad? I guess you can't talk because you're always quiet hahaha" joked Ahsan.
"I think even this Renaldi always holds BAB so always be quiet and his face also looks tense hahaha," joked Ruben.
"Hahahahaha," we all laughed this time.
Unintentionally, the mood is getting better. We don't think about winning or losing. We just need to give what we can do this time.
Prittt. The whistle marking the start of the second half finally began. Players from both teams have started to enter the field. From our side, who will start playing are Ruben, Aji, Renaldi, Calvin, and Tomi. Meanwhile, from the enemy side, as I had expected before, Taufik was seen not playing from the beginning. It seems like Mr. Taufik is very sure to win this match as well as to save his stamina for the top party after this.
The ball starts from our side. Aji passed the ball back to Renaldi. We tried to be able to control the rhythm of the game so as not to be too fast as during the first half, which made our game and defense chaotic and became very easy to break down.
In the absence of Taufik on the field, the opponent's game pattern looks to be a little passive and does not press as tight as when Taufik played. We can slowly play our own rhythm now.
"We see, the kids from class 10-7 look like they can play their own game patterns" commentator 1 said.
"It's true, man, after almost the entire first round they were locked up by the 11th class IPA 5. But now they are slowly getting out of the pressure" comments 2.
"It looks like the play of the Taufik brothers is quite influential once well on the game of the team 11 IPA 5," said commentator 1.
"Yep again you're right again man. Now the 11th class IPA 5 seems to lose one leg. Yes, we see that brother Taufik even looks smiling in that direction. It seems like these Taufik brothers are quite pede with the advantages they are currently achieving" said commentator 2 again.
"Yep but it looks like they should start being careful because... OOO see a player from 10-7 galloping from the left side passing one. What's he gonna do now? Is he going to shoot? Ooooo turns out it was just a trick, now he only lives one-on-one with the opposing goalkeeper... Dann... Gollllllll," shouted commentator 1 looking at the goal Tomi created just now.
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