bestfiction Chapter 628: Japan vs Portugal II
Chapter 628: Japan vs Portugal II
Chapter 628: Japan vs Portugal II
The shooting angle was tight.
However, Rafael excelled at shooting from such angles. So, he was calm and relaxed.
Although his heart was beating rapidly from the high-paced moves he had executed, he was calm.
The goal was right in front of him. He could feel the energy coursing through his veins. At the same time, he could palpably smell the sweet aroma of excitement.
As he stretched his leg to shoot, his muscles coiled like a spring, his eyes fixated on the opposite pole. Tension built up in his body was about to release.
But before he could unleash the destructive force he had been building up, a leg came up from behind, leaving him utterly astonished.
Quickly, the ball was stolen, leaving him striking air.
Swoosh!
A distinct swooshing sound was produced the moment Rafael swept his leg, a clear indication of the shot that would have transpired had Hiro not stolen the ball from him.
The expression of the opposing fans sank upon the outcome. While the Japanese supporters gasped in relief. Finally, they could feel relieved.
Immediately, after snatching the ball, Hiro sent the ball flying. But he didn't stop there. Instead, he began to sprint.
Hiro had taken a gamble by chasing Rafael.
If Rafael had passed the ball to Bruno, things would have gotten ugly for them. Bruno, being an excellent provider would have figured out something. Also, his ability to shoot from a distance couldn't be taken lightly either.
However, Hiro was certain that Rafael would try to break inside.
Fortunately for him, his judgment was correct.
The ball flew straight to Yamada. Hiro knew that Yamada wouldn't fall back. So, he didn't waste any time finding a suitable individual to pass.
That quick decision from Hiro helped them to swiftly transition into attack.
"The wunderkind of Japan has once again come to their aid. With a swift tackle, he has left Rafael striking grass," the commentator was full of praise.
"Huff! Huff!" Gasping heavily, Hiro reached for the ball.
It was at the flank. So, the shooting angle was rather tight. But Hiro easily located a space for him to exploit. It the was top corner of the flank right next to him.
The opposing goalkeeper was slightly dispositioned. So, if he could make an accurate shot, he could give their team the lead.
But he couldn't afford to waste time as Joao Cancelo was already rushing on him.
Bam!
He struck the ball immediately.
The ball drifted to the desired destination he had aimed. However, the opposing goalkeeper managed to touch the ball which slightly altered the path of the ball.
Beep!
The referee sounded the whistle, signaling a corner kick.
The Japanese fans let out a disappointed wail, their voice echoing throughout the stadium. Hiro was on the ground, trying to lift himself.
Due to the shooting angle being tight, he had to twist his body to make that shot. Combined with the momentum he was charging, he was imbalanced due to the contrasting force.
Frustrated, he fiercely punched the ground, "Argh!"
"A very fine shot from Hiro that misses the goal by an inch. Well, it seems like Hiro isn't satisfied with the outcome. Such passion from a youngster like him is indeed praiseworthy. But he shouldn't take it to heart. There will be more opportunities for him."
Yamada, even now, couldn't help but stare at Hiro in disbelief.
"Yamada, the corner."
While Yamada was dazedly staring at Hiro, Endo called out to him for the corner. He was their corner-kick taker.
"Okay..." He yelled, heeding to Endo's call.
By now, almost all of the opposing players had retreated. So, there wasn't any need to hurry. Rather a precise and careful pass would be much better.
Collecting himself, Yamada walked to the corner, preparing to take the corner, while his teammates filled inside the box, awaiting his delivery.