I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 55 Awakening from Dream

This kid can really kick the midfielder!

Outside the locker room during the halftime break, Coach Maruyama had a sullen face that was almost twisted into an anus shape, but before entering the locker room, he returned to his usual poker face.

The players of Otsu High School were a little disappointed. They only scored one goal in the first half and allowed the opponent to score three goals. How could they still play? Did the opponent open Coke in the locker room and start celebrating?

"Not willing to give in? Right?"

Coach Maruyama glanced at the faces of each starting player and gently closed the locker room door.

“You think your opponent is too strong? Can’t attack or defend?”

He approached Toru Honda, a plain-looking boy who, like all the players on the team, had shaved his head to show his fighting spirit of giving up everything.

"Crack!"

He slapped himself in the face, shocking everyone.

Now that it's Heisei and the Showa era, it's time for me to correct you one by one.

Coach Maruyama's cheek suddenly turned red, and he thought helplessly before saying the next sentence.

"Hit yourself, does it hurt? You're not in a dream, right? We still have forty-five minutes. After we finish playing, we cry like a girl. It's disgusting."

He turned around and walked out of the locker room. There was a round of applause behind him, and a smile appeared on his face. This is the right thing to do. You can't play football without fighting spirit.

I have exhausted my talents and have no choice but to rely on you to create miracles.

Coach Maruyama, who has coached the high school team for 29 years, finally expressed a glimmer of hope.

At the beginning of the second half of the game, Otsu High School launched an offensive again.

Fujii found Toru Honda again. The opponent had just received the pass and moved sideways to protect the ball, not giving him a chance to cut the ball.

Why is this guy's face red?

At a close distance, I discovered that there was a red mark on one side of Toru Honda's face, which seemed to be caused by a slap.

Honda Toru's speed and dribbling, which he relied on for a long time, were all behind Fujii's. His arrogance was not as arrogant as when he scored the first goal. When Fujii intercepted him, he passed the ball and passed it to midfielder Makino Naga.

Long.

In Otsu High School's 433 offensive formation, midfielder Makino Shitaka is positioned forward and is positioned as a midfielder. He is like a comprehensively enhanced version of Captain Nakamura, with accurate long passes, broad vision, and a strong body.

Making contact with the incoming football with the arch of his left foot laterally, Makino Shigaraka took the ball to his right foot. As he turned around, he read the situation on the field, his brain worked quickly, and with a kick, the football flew high and landed at Hachioji High School.

restricted area.

The center of Otsu High School grabbed the ball and did not choose to force a shot. Instead, he passed the ball to the left winger on the other side. Toru Honda ran away from the right, and Fujii Shu stared at him without letting go for a moment.

The little-known Otsu High School left winger decided to hit the goal after receiving the ball. Ryunosuke reacted very quickly and saved the ball, blocking it and rolling it outside the penalty area.

At this time, the penalty area of ​​Hachioji High School was in chaos. Makino Shitaka found an open position, received the football, and pushed the ball with the arch of his right foot. Ryunosuke, who had just stood up from the ground, pounced out again, but because his old strength was exhausted and new strength was not generated,

Watch the football hit the net.

"The young players from Otsu High School made a wonderful collaboration and scored the ball into the Hachioji High School goal. Goalkeeper Ryunosuke punched the turf in frustration. It was obvious that he was very unwilling!"

Sergio on the live TV commented like this, and Matsuki Antaro next to him couldn't sit still and complained.

"I wonder what the coach of Hachioji High School is thinking? Putting Fujii in the defensive midfielder position is a complete waste of talent!"

Matsuki Antaro's philosophy is more towards offensive football, and it looks good to play like this. If they all play defensive counterattacks like Serie A teams, they won't be able to score one or two goals in a game, and it would be meaningless to explain.

"I advise Coach Shenjing to understand the concept of football first. Why would you put such a strong sharp knife in the midfield and backfield?"

Spreading his hands, Matsuki Antaro spat excitedly.

"What is the value of an offensive player? What is the value of a central defender? At the same level, the difference can be one-third or even more."

"It is such a good opportunity for the national audience and the management of professional clubs to see the performance of player Fujii. If he is asked to temporarily play as a defensive midfielder, can he perform to the level he deserves?"

Just after he finished speaking, Hachioji High School kicked off again. Fujii received a short pass from his teammate and looked around. He was in the midfielder position and there was only an unnamed opponent's central defender nearby.

He chose to dribble the ball by himself. The central defender resisted for a while and was thrown away by a large distance. His current dribbling speed is faster than most players running without the ball. If he wants to stop him, there is no way.

It is unrealistic to have three or four people stuck.

Breaking through from the center to the opponent's backcourt, Honda Toru and Makino Shitaka came up to block him. At the same time, facing two players with a level close to professional, Fujii Shu did not choose to go hard, but unexpectedly hit a long kick while running.

After passing the ball, Suhara jumped high in front of the goal and flicked the header towards the goal.

The Otsu High School goalkeeper thought Fujii was lobbing, but when he reacted, Suhara's header had already hit the goal. The referee indicated that the goal was valid, and the score was 4-2.

Teammates all went up to touch Qiu Yuan's head. This kid is doing well today. He scored twice.

The players of Otsu High School were not discouraged and continued to counterattack. However, Fujii Shu, who was in the midfielder position, could always intercept the ball in the midfield and backcourt in time. As time passed, he seemed to be a sigh of relief.

A wall is erected in front of the opponent.

"Shh!"

A clear whistle sounded, and the referee blew the whistle to end the game. The players from Otsu High School came forward to argue, trying to buy a little more time, even just one minute.

"I've given you four minutes of overtime. Hachioji High School wins 4 to 2."

The referee pointed to the electronic scoreboard on the sidelines. It's not like he didn't give them overtime and he couldn't seize the opportunity to make a comeback. Do they still need to arrange an overtime?

"Coach, I'm sorry, we..."

Failure was a foregone conclusion. Toru Honda faced Coach Maruyama with his face covered. He fought his way out of the local competition. He thought he could make it to the last three rounds and at least get to the top eight. Unexpectedly, the dream broke in the middle. Such things as miracles are still extravagant hopes.

!

"A man only bleeds and never sheds tears. You are a man, Mr. Benshan! Cheer up and say your final farewell to the fans who have traveled thousands of miles to support us."

Coach Maruyama took the initiative to hug Toru Honda and patted him on the back. After they separated, Toru Motoyama, the right winger of the Otsu High School team who is a senior this year, walked to the stands supporting his team and bent down deeply.

"I'm sorry, we couldn't do it; I'm sorry, everyone who supported us."

Crystal clear tears dripped from the drooped face and wetted the lush grass on the green ground. After three years of dreaming, it was finally time to wake up, but after waking up, I still felt sad in my heart.

The waves of pain may be unforgettable for a lifetime.

(End of chapter)