Chapter Sixty-Four: Subtle
There was no suspicion of offside, and the ball rolled slightly at his feet.
It is believed that no one other than the entire Atletico Madrid team will object to Cabine's next move, he is moving his right foot and pulling the bow back......
Thirteen meters away from the opponent's goal, a second later, there will be a shot on goal.
"Opportunity~~!" The on-site commentator opened his mouth and shouted.
The opposing goalkeeper jumped three steps, stretched out his hands and squatted slightly, and just when he thought he would be able to block the ball, Kabine had already completed the shot, and waited until the ball flew out.
Is it a sigh of hugging your head? Or pick up the ball from the net and run back to the centre circle ......?
Kirbine stared at where the ball went. The thing went straight all the way, and the castration was very urgent, causing the goalkeeper to turn pale, and after flying nearly ten meters, it actually brushed the goalkeeper's fingertips and killed the outer corner of the left post.
At this time, the Granada fans stood up one by one, their arms hovering between their shoulders and ribs, and they were completely ready to celebrate.
"~~Bang~~!" There was a sound on the left side of the goal, and when Carbine looked at it, he felt that his heart was "poofing", and his adrenal glands were rushing up.
An unexpected and almost desperate sound, the ball hit the left post of the goal, and the force shook the net for a while, shaking.
In the next second, the ball popped up when blocked, and the players on both sides reacted quickly and jumped up in unison, but the purpose was different, one side went up to clear the encirclement, and the other side wanted to make up for the shot......
In a scuffled penalty area, there must be an ambush of attacking strikers, and at this point, the striker of the Granada team who came on as a substitute took the lead, and the space was sufficient, and he seemed to be about to break a qiē with a supplementary shot.
A defender hurriedly came to block, saw that the distance was appropriate, didn't think much about it, stretched out his feet and slid away. The striker's face was full of certainty, and he took another step forward, and the tip of his left foot collided with the ball a second later.
Suddenly, the striker sniffed and saw a piece of grass scraping on the outside of his left foot, and behind the broken grass was the enemy's left foot.
The enemy must do this, and the striker of the Granada team sees that the 'piece of pie' is at his feet, how can he not pick it up?
I picked it up, but the 'pie' didn't feed it into my mouth.
The striker's overall finishing action was flawless, but ...... The strange thing is that although the ball has run out, the enemy's tackle and hard put the striker to the ground.
The referee reacted quickly and signaled that there was no foul on the defender.
Carbine was not at the shooting point just now, and like his striker teammate, he had already taken a few steps forward, hoping to eat the sweetness, and saw the striker teammate shoot first, and then his eyes were fixed on the way of the ball.
Suddenly, with a "poof", Kirbine crooked his mouth, lightly covered his chest, and secretly cried out in pain. The pain came quickly, for Carbine saw the unexpected again.
"Ha~! The goalkeeper of Atletico Madrid turned around quickly and slapped the ball out of the baseline with one hand! The commentator's mouth was rounded.
"Why~~?" Kirby thought to himself, he couldn't understand that neither of these two shots could tie the score, and he felt as if he had been stabbed by heaven, and stood dumbfounded, groping his head, trying to find a clue.
Who would have thought that the striker teammates had been interfered with by the enemy's tackle at the moment of shooting, and the action was flawless, but the quality given was a mess, and the goalkeeper's first block failed, so he quickly turned around, and before the ball came, his body twisted and jumped, and the second block was perfect......
Granada's corner kick attack, the squirrel in charge of serving.
As a result of the corner kick tactic, captain Fiske was already standing in the box and was closely followed by an enemy player. He suddenly shouted to his teammates, "Focus! Come on! ”
Kabine, who was also swimming in the penalty area, still stubbornly chanted with a feeling of inner pain: Why did the ball hit the goalpost? Why is it blocked?
"Hey~~! Carbine! Don't huddle with the strikers! Pull the spot! Look for an entry point! Captain Fisk suddenly let out a snort, and Kirbine's whole body shook, and his soul returned.
On the sidelines, the assistant coach whispered in Coach Corboni's ear: "Kabine's concentration doesn't seem to be very focused!" Maybe it's because the body is already falling, should you ...... Replace him? ”
Coach Corboni didn't twist his head and replied: "No! Can't replace him! ”
The assistant coach said, "...... that? ”
Coach Corboni replied: "That kid is just dwelling on the missing opportunity in front of the goal just now, and his competitive state is still quite sufficient, even if he plays another 30 minutes, I guess there will be no problem for him!" ”
Assistant Coach "Oh~! With a sigh, he stared at the situation in the field with Coach Corboni. There is no such thing as 30 minutes, and now it's the end of the game......
In the 82nd minute, Granada won a corner kick opportunity, and this time, the ball was hoisted out by a squirrel.
The ball slipped into the air, and in a second and a half, there was chaos in the penalty area, some people guarded, and some people attacked. According to instinct, Kabine's mind flashed, calculated the approximate landing point of the ball, and then flashed his body, let go of the enemy who was clinging to him, and after three steps, his body jumped up......
Everyone in the stadium was sure that what was about to happen would be a header from Carbine, only to change direction and run towards goal.
Sure enough, Carbine succeeded in grabbing the opportunity, and jumped up to touch the ball above his head, and these people guessed half of it, but suddenly, the ball did not change direction in any way, but flew straight back, and these people did not guess the bottom half.
Seeing the pass again, Kirby was very thoughtful, and Rovman behind him had already been subdued, seeing that the ball was about to fall, dodging the enemy, starting one second, and the next second, the person was already in mid-air.
"~Boom~~!" It was the voice that Kabine wanted to hear.
Rovman's header inadvertently knocked the ball out, and the opposing goalkeeper saw this, and became anxious again, stepping on his right foot, trying to block the ball with his palm.
As the footage continues, Kabine is already twisting, his eyes fixed on the goal, waiting for the outcome of the attack. Soon, he smiled slightly, because he was disappointed when he saw that the goalkeeper failed to block the ball......
Rovman flicked his head at the ball with too much force, and the ball flew past the woodwork and went straight out of bounds.
The offensive came to an abrupt end.
----- deliberately did not choose to attack the goal with a header, it was Kabine's strategy, first, to disturb the enemy, and secondly, he saw that Rovman had enough space to attack, so he immediately decided to make a fake attack on the goal, but in fact, he passed the ball backwards.
However, no matter how ornamental the picture is, or how deep Kabine's mind is, as long as the ball fails to fly into the net, it will be futile.
Calling it a pity is the expression of the fans of the Granada team.
If something is lost, it is the complicated feelings that Kirbine perceives.
Making the transfer was an order given by Coach Corboni at this time.
While the goalkeeper of Atletico Madrid had not yet kicked off, the referee blew a whistle, indicating that the home team asked for substitutions, the game was suspended, and all the players in the field also stole the air to slow down the state.
"Oh~~? It looks like Rogman is going to end! Coach Corboni removed the defensive midfielder and brought in a striker, which seemed to be a step up the attack. In terms of attacking midfield, Coach Corboni chose to replace ......! Oh~! Really! Van Khakitt was also substituted! The commentator explained in detail.
With Granada's three substitutions exhausted, Cabine scratched the back of his head as he saw the situation, wondering: what will it take to tie the score?
He lowered his head again, a look of pain in his eyes.
There was a sudden new movement on the sidelines, Atletico Madrid was about to make a substitution, two players stepped back, two players made up, Carbine looked up when he heard the situation, and instantly understood the fundamental meaning of the opponent's substitution.
"Hmm~! Atletico Madrid also made a substitution! Obviously, it was a targeted substitution! The commentator's commentary directly affirmed Kabine's thoughts.
The home team wanted to take advantage of the situation to catch up, and the away team's response was only: delusional!
At the end of the game, the eighty-fourth minute.
Seeing his best partner Squirrel leave, Kabine's confidence was relieved a lot, but fortunately, Shadugir did not leave. Kabine glanced at it and focused his gaze on Shadugil, and for a moment, his feelings suddenly became agitated.
"I'm going to beat him!" Kabine silently thought.
"~Beep~~!" As soon as Qiē was ready, the referee gave the idea, and the goalkeeper of Atletico Madrid sent a goal kick.
The picture that appeared next made Carbine stunned, it was a short opening! The goalkeeper chose to short the ball, and Kirbyne wrinkled his nose and became slightly angry, feeling that the opponent was starting to stall for time.
The ball played out about 20 times in the center circle, and the opponents worked so well that no one of the Granada players grabbed the ball.
Seeing this, Coach Corboni was also a little angry, his chest seemed to be stalked, and he was very dissatisfied with the away team's tactics. However, the away team's move did not violate the rules of the game at all, although the old man was not used to seeing this scene, but he understood this meaning.
In order to hold on to the win, the visitors kept the ball firmly at their feet and left no chances for Granada, which was simply a tactic, a tactic used by almost every coach.
At this moment, the ball ran to the left side of the court, and Kirbyne's mind flashed, and he said: Damn! I don't like such tactics!
In the next second, he started, and there were two teammates in front of him, and the whole team of Granada did not have the patience to go any further, and if they did not fight back, the fruits of victory would only be taken away by the opponent......
All that was left for him was a defeat.
Here, on the left side of the court, the ball and the enemy are there, and the ball is all the way forward. Suddenly, a strange wind swept closer, and at first sight of Kabine's arrows approaching, he jumped up with an angry face, and struck a tackle, knocking the ball out and bringing down the enemy.
The ball didn't go out of bounds, and the players on both sides were in unison, trying to take control of the ball.
And the whistle didn't sound, and it continued, and Kabine didn't slow down the pace of killing, only to see that the fallen enemy still didn't get up, but Kabine was about to take the ball......