Soccer System: Legendary Goalkeeper

Chapter 20 - Revenge

The match resumed. Two goals are created in the distance of time adjacent to each other, only different about 2 minutes. That makes attention even higher in this first game.

Reza certainly returned to focus after conceding. He does not want High School Jaya Bangsa to score again and surpass his school club.

Its great focus makes the atmosphere on the field feel a little cold.

“Haikal, stay docked, take care of the fucker!” Who the fuck is meant by Febri.

“Kak Amin, know his duty, right?”

Reza continued to give orders so that the defense strategy he made directly can be used in limiting the movement of Febri is so dangerous.

“Straight! Feed down!” Jaka shouted to Teguh.

Teguh who saw Jaka's hand movement also gave a flat bait. Jaka, who was happy to get a pass down, immediately grabbed the ball and immediately gave it to Dennis.

Dennis ran the ball down the left side of the field. He occasionally glanced at his comrades who had started advancing to build attacks.

The ball passes through the center line of the field, some opposing players begin to guard the zoning that makes the Bagus and his colleagues difficult to enter the opponent's defense.

Dennis who saw Teguh was in the empty room, he immediately gave a flat pass. Firmly getting the ball, as a playmaker, which requires him to make the game live in order to move creatively.

Firmly glanced at his right and left, there was absolutely no empty space that could be utilized. In a split second later, he saw the negligent movement of one of the opposing defenders.

“That's it!” yelled Strongly which immediately realized Good.

Teguh provides a horizontal bait area that directly penetrates the heart of the defense of SMA Jaya Bangsa. It's good to get the ball and get close to the box, he moves a little bit free.

Suddenly the slightly inattentive defender immediately ran closer to Good. He with all his energy dispelled Good to progress, his right hand spontaneously pulled forward Nice to tear his back.

Referee blows the whistle as a sign of foul play. Good that gets the offense ignited emotions.

“What do you mean, huh?!” Good confrontation with the defender named Arga.

“Yes, to stop you. After all still outside the penalty box,” said Arga lightly.

The referee who saw the conflict between them immediately came to him. The referee firmly raised the hand with a yellow card.

He gave it to Arga and a little warning from Bagus not to be able to keep his emotions from overflowing. Arga who got a yellow card just stared indifferently at the referee.

Several opposing players tried to contact the referee as a receipt Arga was given a yellow card. He was even pushed several times. That's a sign that their morals are still very lacking in the field.

“Shut! My decision is absolute!” The referee is getting stern, even more unhesitatingly holding the back pocket of his pants.

“I-it .. red card position!” It was good exclaiming that made him immediately shy away from the dispute.

Which turns out the referee only scratched his butt due to itching. It made the players instantly alert, it was as a threat to them.

The match resumed when Bagus had changed his clothes. Reza had unexpectedly been behind the ball at the point of foul.

“Reza? You took it?” Good to doubt.

“25 meters it .. is enough for me.” Reza confidently said, the look in his eyes showed a burning spirit.

His colleagues were just preparing in the penalty box while being guarded by the opposing players. Reza prepared for about 3 big steps behind the ball.

He stared intently at the goal, his gaze completely focused as he continued to pay attention to the fence of the players who already looked very tight about 9 meters in front of him.

He ran small then put his right foot right next to the ball, he leaned his body according to a very good posture, his left foot he swing firmly make the ball immediately shot quickly towards the goal.

The ball forms a beautiful arc easily over the fence of the jumping players. Reza's teammates also began to move to accept if there was a rebound ball.

The unstoppable ball targets the point furthest from where the opposing goalkeeper is based. The ball that targets the top corner of the goal makes the opponent's goalkeeper only dead step because the range is already very impossible to approach even to brush it off.

He only saw the ball form a bow that easily entered the opponent's goal. There it was, Reza's long-awaited free-kick really happened.

He immediately ran to the corner of the field and celebrated the kick just now with his colleagues. Even coach Sofyan, some of the staff and the bench players cheered cheerfully.

Reza was mobbed by his comrades until he was squeezed into a happy atmosphere.

“Oi! Still 24 minutes, still a long game, and there is still a lot that can happen!” yelled Reza who made his comrades even more excited.

They returned to the initial formation.

High School coach Jaya Bangsa, Saktiawan really did not believe the goalkeeper kick numbered 99 with the name Reza impressed him. He still wants to see the kick, but on the one hand of course he does not want to re- conceded and even more encouraging foster children.

“Come! Forward, the match time is still very long!” shouted coach Saktiawan.

Febri looked hard at Reza. He didn't expect Reza's words to actually happen. He also holds a grudge will concede it in his heart, he wants to re-break the goalkeeper numbered 99 backs.

“Your revenge is really great, but I will reply back!” febri said with a serious tone.

Meanwhile, in the special stands of parents of football club members, Citra saw her son had a kick so amazing.

The image was captivated as well as feeling nostalgic with her husband who did not know where to go, and left Reza who was 4 years old at the time.

No tears began to flow down her cheeks. Her deep nostalgia for her husband was truly unstoppable.

“Kick your son, like your kick, Bram.”

Back on the field, the atmosphere in the penalty box of High School Hope was chaotic.

Febri who made a trick move in the penalty box made a mess for the Harapan High School defense line.

“Get!” shout Reza.

The ball immediately shot towards him quickly, Reza jumped with a focus on the foot and blew up his jump which made him have to bother with his reflexes.

The ball bounced over the crossbar, Reza saved the net. He really felt exhausted in these 41 minutes, it felt like his stamina was spent just on jumping and also his high focus.

“Again ..!” Febri shouted out loud.

“Hmm .. it looks like we have to park the bus this minute!” It was good muttering that Reza heard.

“True, Sister. It's tiring to be attacked continuously, it's better if we hold the ball, we slow down.” Reza shifted to Nice and whispered.

Good nodding his head. Remaining from the first half, Reza and his colleagues took up a bus parking formation.

They put the formation down deeper, and held the ball slowly.

Until the end of the first half, the score was still at 2-1 for the superiority of SMA Harapan.