The Rise of the Iron Wall!
Chapter 721: Second Half! Schalke’s Blitzkrieg Attack?!’Holy crap! Since when do we have a Blitzkrieg attack?!’ Higo could feel his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets when he saw the first play that the team chose here.
Yeah, it was none other than the Blitzkrieg attack that Higo knew full well, and this time, with the initiator being the midfielder, Morita, everything brought him back to the sweet memory of when he was at Hakodate Nishi. At that time, Takaaki delivered so many good long balls to kill the opponent straight after the kick-off, so now, it would be a lie if Higo didn’t have any expectation, even if the opponent was the fucking Bayern Munich itself.
This time, Morita’s diagonal pass flew so quickly to the right side where Suat Serdar fought against Alphonso Davies in the air.
BAM!
Those two collided quite hard, but to everyone’s surprise, it was Alphonso Davies who got blown away, with Schalke’s striker managing to send the ball to the center, where Omar Mascarell picked it up.
’Yes! Nice header, Suat!’ He grinned, shifting his body to face the goal immediately.
This was not something that came out of nowhere, but a pre-planned strategy from Frohling during the break earlier. Everyone here could still remember clearly what the man was saying at that time.
"Bayern is a team that would never allow a mistake to happen twice, so we only have one chance here!" The coach slammed the whiteboard quite loudly. "Alphonso Davies! He is an electric wingback, but he is still young! 19 years old! Just a fucking baby! He will always be protected by Kimmich, except right after the kick-off starts when that man has to guard the midfield first! That small window is our only chance to tie the score!"
It was vicious, targeting a young and promising player like that so blatantly. However, football was always a battlefield in the first place, and no one cared how young their opponent was. As long as they were standing on the pitch, they would have to be ready to get attacked like this.
This time, though, Alphonso Davies was far from ready, leaving that right side open so wide. Omar Mascarell didn’t even wait too long here, afraid that Bayern would be able to recover so quickly to shut him down. So, when Alphonso Davies was still down, he sent a through ball to that same flank, and Jonjoe Kenny, who was overlapping forward, was ready to catch it.
"YES, KENNY!"
"YOU HAVE TIME! SLOW DOWN!"
When he heard that, Jonjoe Kenny also relaxed a little bit, glancing toward the penalty box for a moment. Still, the boy couldn’t help but gulp here, finding the luxurious line-up there. From David Alaba, Jerome Boateng, to Joshua Kimmich, those guys were the best defenders in Germany right now. Crossing the ball there would only hand this chance freely to the opponent, something that the team wouldn’t want to do right now.
Still, the ball had to be sent, especially since Alphonso Davies had already gotten up from the ground. Having no other choice, Jonjoe Kenny gritted his teeth before sending a long cross, not to the penalty box, but even closer to the other side of the flank.
BAM!
"Wait, what the fuck?!"
"Where did he send the ball to?"
For a moment, confusion grew among all the people inside the stadium, and a thousand away fans who came here to support Schalke also couldn’t help but bite their lips, finding this situation to be nerve-wracking. They all knew that this was probably the only chance they could have today, and they really didn’t want it to end up in a bad cross.
However, when everyone thought that the ball would fall to Benjamin Pavard’s head, someone suddenly charged like lightning, snatching the ball straight in front of the French fullback. It was none other than Weston McKennie, as the American midfielder was coming from behind to add more support to the frontline.
Thud!
He didn’t do anything excessive, not even aiming his header toward the goal. No, from the spot where he stood, doing that would be just wasting this chance. Instead, the boy just put the ball back into the most dangerous place, the half-arc space in front of the penalty box.
There, Suat Serdar and Morita had already arrived once again, rushing to get the ball against at least two Bayern players around.
Four players charged in with their best speed to receive the ball here, but in the end, it was Morita who managed to whack it with his right foot.
BAM!
The boy didn’t even control it, just using his instep to add as much power as he could. As a result, the ball rotated so fast, floating so quickly toward the goal. Hell, it even bypassed at least three Bayern players blocking the penalty box, moving like a bullet piercing Bayern’s defense without mercy.
Honestly, if it were any other goalkeeper, they would have no chance to save the ball at all, getting caught off guard by its speed. However, even though Manuel Neuer was already 35 years old, the man was still one of the best goalkeepers in the world right now.
His reaction was quick, raising his fist to punch the ball away.
"OH! WHAT A SAVE!"
"Damn! They have that Japanese boy, but we still have the best goalkeeper in the world!"
"Come on, Neuer! You are still the best!"
The most pleased ones here were definitely the supporters on the northern side of the pitch, as they had been spoiled so many times by the amazing display from the two goalkeepers today.
As for the players themselves, Morita couldn’t help but curse when he saw the ball was punched away so easily by Manuel Neuer.
"Fuck! How the fuck could he react that fast?! He should be quite old, right?"
Fortunately, the boy muttered unconsciously in Japanese, or if anyone could hear what he was saying, the boy would’ve received the most intense glare right now. Still, the boy couldn’t help but feel pity, as this was definitely the best chance that the team had ever had today.
However, their attack was not over. Manuel Neuer blocked that shot, so that meant Schalke would have a corner kick after this, their first today. Morita took a deep breath, walking slowly to that corner spot before eyeing the penalty box meticulously.
’Our chance is there, but we will need better luck here... Come on! We need to score!’
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