One last chance to attack!

Yi Fan's heart has never beaten so fast, when he was in China, he participated in countless football and basketball games, and he also encountered difficulties, but none of them felt so stressed.

They were surrounded by home fans, who were desperately screaming and cheering, making noises to distract the attacking players. Even the audience sang high-spiritedly, cheering for the home team.

The temperature was already very low, but the wind blowing through the grassland was as hot as if it had been roasted by fire.

“READY！ ATTACK！ ”

Renault sounded the horn of attack, and time was running out for them in the game.

As soon as kick-off, Pfister, Westin, and Edelman rushed out like 100-meter sprinters. Together, they ran to the middle, and the three of them blocked each other for cover.

At the same time, close end Williams and running back Marbury ran to the opposing midfield to form a second receiving point, pinning down the opposing defenders while also leaving a back path for Yifan.

After Yi Fan got past Renault's kick-off, he took two steps back to further widen the gap with the defenders, and used only one second to quickly observe the situation on the field.

I saw Pfister raise his right hand and make a gesture to change direction and run. Seeing this, Yi Fan gathered his strength in his hand, waved his arms, and threw the ball towards the no-man's land on the left side of the middle with all his strength.

However, at the moment when the ball was about to leave his hand, Julian, who was broken through, touched it slightly, and the trajectory and speed of the ball were affected, and it did not move according to Yi Fan's imagination.

But Pfister had already stopped and changed direction, and launched a sprint towards no man's land. His strength is used to adjust and fight, and he has no extra energy to chase Yi Fan's ball.

Shout......

Pfister couldn't see it, he stretched out his right hand and pounced with all his might, trying to hold the ball with one hand.

Boom!

In the end, the ball was the turn of the grass field, and Pfister was still one step away.

Didn't catch it!

Yi Fan gasped for breath, knowing that he had to focus on Julian's assault, but at the last moment, he still couldn't avoid it.

With three shifts and more than 40 yards to go, it was harder than a 45-yard shot for the Wolverines without a good kicker.

In the end, the ball was kicked to the left of the frame, and the crucial three points were not obtained.

When the referee blew the whistle for the end of the match, the Spartans fans erupted in deafening cheers. But Yi Fan's heart was like ashes, and he couldn't hear anything.

On the bus back to school, the atmosphere was extremely solemn, but I didn't expect that the reversal could not be completed at the last moment.

This game can be described as the battle of Tianwang Mountain, and losing this game almost ruined the future of the Wolverine.

There are only two games left in the regular season, one against the Wildcats at Northwestern University and the last game against the Penn State Nitany Lions.

The Wildcats are in a period of rebuilding and have a miserable season with a 1-9 record at the bottom of the Big 10 leagues, which is relatively easy to play.

The Netani Lions, who are currently at the top of the table with a 10-game winning streak. With the current state of the Wolverine, it is more difficult to defeat them than to ascend to the sky.

"The national championship, I'm afraid I won't be able to participate." Johnson said with a sigh. He has never been as immobile as a mountain, and it is rare for him to show his emotions like this.

He knew it was going to be a bad season long before it started, but he didn't expect it to be like this.

So far, the four-six-loss record is arguably the team's worst record in nearly two decades.

"At the last minute, it was really my responsibility to put the Chinese kid on the field. First-graders, there are still too many shortcomings, it's too early to let them appear, let a few first-year students go back to train the lineup to lay the foundation. Johnson said with a slight sense of loss.

After returning to school, Diana conveyed the meaning of the coaching staff to Yifan and them. Although they feel unwilling, they can't say anything in the face of the facts.

"I continued to practice."

After Diana left, Rogers didn't hesitate to walk to the gym.

In the game, he really felt his own vulnerability, as well as the gap in physical strength. He hadn't played much of a high-intensity game in high school, and that weakness was even more evident against the Spartans' defense.

"What are we going to do?" Seeing Rogers walk away, Yi Fan and Matthews looked at each other. Matthews didn't even get a chance to play, watching the whole game from the sidelines as a substitute.

Even so, he still felt the gap with the main players and knew that even if he was put on the field, it would not help.

"Let's go train too, without excellent strength, we can't stand at all." Matthews said decisively.

"Looks like I'm going to have to work on it too." Yi Fan made up his mind.

He once had the opportunity to end the game, but because he didn't have the strength, he couldn't grasp the opportunity, and when the third-gear offense didn't work, his heart was powerless, regretful, and unwilling.

He's not much better physically than Brendan Rodgers, and he's much inferior in passing skills.

In training camp, he learned everything, but was more focused on being an open receiver. He didn't particularly study the passing technique, and Robert Ben was not good at it, so Yi Fan's passing was unremarkable.

After coming to college, he referred to Brett's passing, combined with his own physical condition, to have the current post-acceleration pass, but it was not the right way after all.

Just as Yi Fan was running and thinking, a voice called out to him.

"Hey! Red Panda! Why are you still practicing, you just finished the competition today! Don't get tired! ”

It was Dean who spoke, and he and a few defensive players had just returned from the classroom, but they didn't expect Yi Fan to still practice.

"Thank you! I'll practice for a while and then go back. Today I was too weak to turn the game around. No matter what, improve ......" Yifan was interrupted by Dean before he could finish speaking.

"Hey, hey, hey! Don't be too arrogant, okay! What do you mean by "because of you", do you think it's your responsibility to lose the game? Don't think too much about it, being able to win the game is the credit of eleven people, and losing the game is the responsibility of eleven people. Besides, no one expects you to achieve anything this month, don't think too much, it's already a great thing for a first-year student to be on the bench, even though it's back now. But that's normal. ”

Dean shrugged his shoulders and said, "After all, there are only a few geniuses who can shine like that in the first grade." ”

"How many geniuses?" Yi Fan asked curiously, "Those geniuses?" Isn't it amazing? Pfister? ”

In his impression, the only person who is often called a genius is Pfister.

"Pfister? No, no, no, when those guys were there, Pfister couldn't even get on the bench, oh no, he was still on the bench. Dean said, "Trident, haven't you heard of it?" ”