Monster of Blue Lock

Chapter 8 : The Second Bout

•••

“Arrgh! Damnit!!” a water bottle flew towards me. Almost actually. The attacker, Raichi, loses his grip— angrily by performing an act of violence. He narrowed his eyes and his lips tighten. Indicates anger.

“Is this a fuckin' joke?! Yer supposed to pass me the ball, not drop it!! They had the ball for my entire ten minutes!!” Raichi said to no one. But he must've indicated it to all of us.

“What the fuck man....” having no one to argued with— Raichi kicks the bench that's being used.

“Wha—?! Listen we can't do anything about it! It's like they said, those guys are just passing it around now. Even if we try to charge in, won't they just hand it to Ōkawa?!”
Naruhaya jabbed Raichi. He was right about it but grew violent since Raichi kicked the bench he sat on.

A summary of the first half— it ended with a draw as I've kept our team alive just before the last few minutes. However, being more honest, we were being dominated by Team Y.

They played an intensive defence strategy which not only put our 1- striker formation at risked. Their midfield is jammed packed.

We played similar strategies but our odds on winning... Deepened.

We're being played around.

And also, the problem with our chemistry hasn't been solved either.

“Huh?! If we don't barge in, we're gonna lose! If we lose, we're out!! What so hard to get?!” Raichi heatedly replied. His attitude began to drastically leveled and his words felt more of a word of argument than to explain. He probably didn't meant it but his tempered rises.

“And if they score one more goal, that's it for us! Use your damn head!!” Naruhaya furious, replied back.

This argument only worsen. If they don't keep a cool head, a fight will break down. I don't want to throw hands in this. I had already done the bare minimum I could against Team Y. I can't keep breaking up the fight that my own team has started— arguably, I feel as if I'm facing my own team than I am with the other teams in the strata.

“And really... What can we do?! We already tried many times with six separate players already. The only fuel we get was from Ayanokouji! Even I hate to admit it!!” Naruhaya continued. Hey.... Don't just bring up my name here.

“Huh...? Isn't it our fuckin' job! "Shooting and scoring" and I can't even start with that fucker you've mentioned!” Raichi out of desperation— pulled me in further. He probably didn't planned to, but use any means of defending mechanism.

Chigiri gave me a worried look. He probably dislike that they're arguing about me.

The cat and dog fight had to end— however the person to stopped them wasn't who I expected.

“Hey now, don't fight. Team Y's got everyone apart from Ōkawa defending. I guess since it's 1-0, that's enough for them to win, huh?” Igarashi said. He continued “To breakthrough a team that's completely focused on defense... That's tough for pros to manage, let alone us....”

Team Y followed an Italian strategy... Not in war at least. In big Italian clubs, they would have a backline that's overpowered with defense. They are the teams that would be satisfied with a 1-0 loss.

“Ah... Even if we keep two players on Ōkawa the whole time.... We can't win unless we can put out more pressure in the second half....” Iemon added.

“Should we really be sticking to this tactic...? If we can't bring out our weapons... We'll only be brought closer and closer to defeat,” Chigiri remarked.