章節 8: Group 1 vs Group 2 III
Harper and Joel Bolton were standing in the centre circle next to the ball for the third time.
*FWEEEEEEE!*
Kick-off!
Joel passed it back to Luke, who passed to a midfielder. They tried to start to avoid holding the ball for too long. Doing one and two touches, Group 1 advanced to the outside of the 18-yard box.
Luke Harper shaped up to shoot, faking it, and he sent the defender the wrong way. Shifting the ball to his left foot, in the motion of shooting, out of nowhere Emmanuel makes a last-ditch slide tackle.
Using his toe to poke away the ball, he recovers and holds the ball.
Luke pressured him from behind. Emmanuel turned and faced baiting him to make the first move. Then he got past Luke by playing the ball from one foot onto the other, side-foot to side-foot, performing the la croqueta.
As if he had bird's eye vision, he spreads the play to Rowan Paul. Rowan dribbles up the ball on the sideline.
Waiting for a run, he tees it up for Emmanuel. Emmanuel first-time passed it to Tyler Hector on the edge of the box.
Tyler backheeled to Emmanuel who already in his shooting motion. From 21 yards out, he shot first-time with his laces over the ball. Like a missile, the ball flew with a high pace to the top left corner.
The goalkeeper had reacted to the shot and jumped high. Using his right hand to save the ball, his fingertips made contact. But there was too much power, that it brushed through his glove.
As Emmanuel surveyed the ball going past, he made a fist shape with his hand and punched the air. It was a golazo. The strike, the accuracy, it was perfect.
*GOOAALL!!!!!!*
Everyone in his team rushed towards him, even though it was the first time, they played together. All of them knew he was the Captain around here.
"Mate, I have never seen something so beautiful, it was amazing, " Tommy declared.
"It's luck, everyone has a bit of chance of scoring like that, " Emmanuel added, "Now we have a two-goal advantage, we can now go the defensive."
For the next twenty-five minutes, Group 2 defended like they were the ones losing and at the heart of it all was Emmanuel. Commanding players to close the spaces. Before they knew it the whistle had blown.
*FWEEEEEEE!*
Like Harper had started crying, thinking he had wasted his opportunity.
Coming behind Emmanuel said, " Don't worry about being chosen, I know you will be picked up, you are a bargain."
His comments lit hope in Luke's heart.
"You are a good person, Emmanuel, " replied Luke.
"Group 2 has won 3 - 1 against Group 1.
MATCH STATS
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25th* Tyler Hector (Emmanuel Gompel)
Luke Harper (Lucas Oiler)28th*
HALFTIME
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30th* Georgie Love -> Morton Kain
38th* Tommy Perri (Emmanuel Gompel)
45th* Emmanuel Gompel (Tyler Hector)
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"Congratulations Group 2, you will be going against Group 4, who won 4 - 0.
Everyone have a three-hour break until the next match between the two winners, " announced Coach Johnson.
After the game, Luke Harper was approached by many club scouts.
Emmanuel and Tommy quickly left to rest at the hotel, so that they can avoid the scouts and agents.
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Emmanuel took a shower to wash away the sweat. Feeling optimistic, he left the shower and looked at the mirror.
You could the physical changes from five months ago. His muscles were more defined but he was still lean. His luxurious, lush ginger hair was styled in a middle part. Emerald green eyes that could stare into your soul.
[AI: Stop admiring yourself, you narcissist.]
[AI: You should be resting and analysing football matches to improve yourself.]
"Stop lecturing me, I was about to do it, " Emmanuel said in a childish tone.
He analysed the famous players attacking movement and how to dribble better on Youtube.
After passing the time, he packed a spare set of clothes and water. He met up with Tommy to go back to Wembley Stadium.
"It looks like everyone is here, the formation for Group 2 and Group 4 is on the wall.
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->Group 2 (4-3-3)
Goalkeeper; No. 1, Cade Roberts.
Right-Back; No. 2, Jeff Freeman Left-Back; No. 3, Travis Pearson
Centre-Backs; No. 4, Mason Bourn . No. 5, Grant Hutches .
Centre -Midfielder; No. 8, Cade Hunt . No. 6, Emmanuel Gompel. No.10 Morton Kain.
Left-Winger; No.11, Rowan Paul. Right-Winger; No. 7, Tommy Perri.
Forward;No. 9, Tyler Hector.
{*Subs; Arnold Warner, Georgie Love.}
-> Group 4 (4-2 3-1)
Goalkeeper; No. 1, Rio Carr.
Right-Back; No. 2, Theo Bell Left-Back; No. 3, Bill Howells
Centre-Backs; No. 4, Rohan Porter. No. 5, Luke Bradley .
Defensive Midfielder; No. 8, Rupert Grant. No. 6 Kinsley Wright
Attacking Midfielder; No.10 Leonard Carter
Left-Winger; No.11, Robin Edwards. Right-Winger; No. 7, Sebastian Bell.
Forward;No. 9, Billy Lewis.
{*Subs; Oskar Moss, Vincent Bailey.}
"Captains, come forward, we are doing heads and tails," Coach Johnson declared.
Emmanuel Gompel and Leonard Carter stepped up.
"Tails, " Leonard announced.
When the coin flipped, it spun 3 times and landed on tails.
Leonard chose to kick off first.
Coach Johnson looked at his watch before looking towards the kick-off. He later nodded.
*FWEEEEEEE!*
Kick-off!
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