บท 215: The Start of the Match Part 2

Cesc Fàbregas felt like he had gone back to that day on the muddy field, being dogged by the relentless opponent who was always silent, but whose presence he could always feel.

What is this bulls**t tactic? One-on-one marking starting from the center circle? I see the gap behind you all… a big, empty gap. As long as I pass through it… as long as it's passed, it will be a penetrating… Dammit!

Fàbregas finally shook off Wood's defense, but he did not dare to dribble another step. Wood's stamina was perhaps the best he had ever seen in his many years of playing. If his pace was slower by half a beat, he might end up tangled up with him again.