Chapter 67: The Second Decisive Battle

The Aomori Yamada locker room at halftime was dead silent, and the goalkeeper saw that everyone was silent, so he had to speak first.

"Coach, I had insomnia last night, let's replace the second goalkeeper, he is definitely better than me now."

The starting position that was originally obtained by crazy involution became a hot potato at this time, and the No. 2 goalkeeper glared at him, and was about to greet the other party if it was rude, but the coach spoke.

'In the first 30 minutes of the second half, we continued to defend intensively in front of goal, and when they were exhausted, we equalised and played extra time in the last 15 minutes.

This is not the coach's nonsense, Aomori Yamada's team is first-class, and the coach's level is naturally not bad, at the end of the first half, he observed that the midfielders of Hachioji High School obviously couldn't run, and combined with the information collected before the game, the two related shortcomings of the weak bench lineup and the lack of rotation of players were guessed by him.

You can't run anymore, how can you compete with me?

Aomori Yamada, who has achieved good results in previous years, had a bye in the sixth round and directly entered the fifth round, and the rotation of players is more reasonable than Hachioji High School, so the preservation of physical fitness is better, and the hard power can't fight others, so I have to think of some strategies.

At the beginning of the second half, Aomori Yamada still put on a dense defensive formation, Fujii Shu tried a few long-range shots, the effect was not as good as the first half, and Hachioji High School, which has been maintaining high pressure, the physical fitness of his teammates is gradually declining, if it is not for the victory in sight, it will not be able to support it at all.

Seeing that the offense was slow to open the situation, and he was already two goals ahead, Fujii planned to let his teammates retreat to the midfield, there was no need to risk scoring one more goal, and it was better to keep the score than to let people fight back and pull it back.

But just as he was directing his teammates to retreat, Shibasaki Yue, who had endured a first half, suddenly made a force, grabbed the ball stop mistake between the short passes of the Hachioji High School players, decisively inserted a steal, dribbled over the midfield, and after attracting enough attention, he found the team's No. 7 winger with a long pass.

The unmarked number seven winger had plenty of time to pick up the ball and get up on the edge of the penalty line, and by the time Ryunosuke reacted, the ball had already flown into the side of the goal.

"2-1, Aomori Yamada pulled back a ride, and now there are sixteen minutes left in the game time, and the outcome is full of suspense again."

Sergio in the live broadcast room explained, and Antaro Matsuki next to him didn't speak, obviously a little dissatisfied with the defense line of the Hachioji High School team.

"Don't be discouraged, we're still ahead."

Fujii Shu saw that his nearby teammates were a little self-reproachful, and comforted him, but not long after his words were finished, the Hachioji High School team, which had not been restarted for a few minutes, was scored by a tactical corner made by Aomori Yamada.

It was Shibasaki who scored the goal, who grabbed the leaked ball just outside the box, and Fujii was keeping an eye on the number seven winger who had just scored, and there was no way to stop his pick.

"The referee signaled two minutes of stoppage time, plus the current time, there are still six minutes left to go into 30 minutes of extra time, and if it is still a draw, it will go to a penalty shoot-out."

Sergio explained objectively, while Antaro Matsuki just kept shaking his head, covering his head, with a painful mask on his face.

Can't even run?

After conceding the ball this time, Fujii Shu looked around and found that even Suhara was out of breath, and after a series of hard fights, everyone was too tired and had done everything he could, and although he had the strong physical fitness brought by the golden finger, he was actually a little bit weak, and several failed long-range shots at the beginning of the second half were also because of this.

The cheers in the stands are still one after another, for most of the campus players, participating in such a campus sports game, perhaps the most brilliant moment in life, those spectators have a student period, will substitute themselves into the players on the field, all will be thousands of miles away, come to the scene to watch the level of student games far inferior to the professional team.

"Qiyuan, wait and rush into the penalty area, I'll pass the ball to you, it's up to you."

Slapped the gasping Qiyuan, although nominally he accepted the little brother with two signature balls, but it was just a joke, at the critical moment, he wanted to borrow the power of his companions.

"Leave it to me."

Suhara showed a rare resolute expression, wiped the sweat from his cheeks, and the dragon's assistant threw the ball to find Fujii Shu.

When the hand-tossed ball was still in mid-air, Fujii Shu surrounded a full 3 defenders, clearly trying to lock him up.

Fujii jumped high and stopped the ball with his chest, Shibasaki Yue came up to break the ball at the first time, and he turned around and staggered the Marseille maneuver, and the next opponent defender made a tackle with his feet, and easily picked the ball over the top, both avoiding the defender of the tackle and bypassing the last defender.

And all this took less than 3 seconds.

"The gods descend to earth! No. 13 Fujii Shu, three seconds past three, dribbled straight into the opponent's backcourt. ”

Antaro Matsuki instantly removed the mask of pain, stared at the commentary screen in the live broadcast room with a flushed face, and clasped his hands.

Suhihara was a few seconds ahead of Fujii's start, but Fujii's later startup quickly overtook him, breaking through from the side all the way, and the eyes of the audience were watching this red jersey, like a meteor cutting through the long dark night, bringing a shocking feeling that is difficult to describe in words.

After rushing to the side of the opponent's backfield, two defenders gathered near Fujii Shu, and he did not break hard, but faked a real pass and gave the football to the feet of Suhara, who had just caught up.

This ball should be regarded as a parting gift from me.

Fujii knows that Suhara's performance will definitely be found by a professional team, after he joined the team, under the adjustment of half a year, Suhara's level has almost reached the threshold of LV3, I think our Suhara-san classmates, will not even be able to grasp a near-empty goal shooting opportunity, right?

Here it comes!

Look at me! Shot!

Sushihara-san's received the ball, the first touch of the ball was just right, the stop was in the penalty area, he raised his leg and volleyed vigorously, and the football flew straight out.

Think of beauty!

Aomori Yamada's goalkeeper had long noticed this kid who rushed into the backfield, and he could still see through this simple tactic of pulling the side and crossing, and he had already prepared to make a flying save and fly the ball high out of bounds.

If you really have you, it deserves to be you, Suhara-san.

Fujii Shu shook his head, although even if he played overtime, he had a 100% chance of winning, but Suhara just now obviously scored a goal that could be scored by hitting a dead corner, and he had to pose and volley vigorously, which would be a sinner for the ages.

"I'll take the corner."

Taking the initiative to pass the substitute football, because it was the opponent's goalkeeper who lifted the ball off the baseline, Hachioji High School had a valuable corner kick opportunity.

At this time, everyone didn't have time to mock Qiyuan, there was less than half a minute left in the game, and if the corner kick attack failed again, overtime was certain.

Putting the football in the bottom corner, Fujii took a few steps back, closed his eyes, and remembered, as if a player scored a goal directly by virtue of a corner kick.

Give it a try.

He came back to his senses and moved.