"The ball is out of play, throw in for Team Red"The play was slid out of play as soon as it was back in from the Team White throw-in, with Aryu quickly taking it. Throwing in right at Akira who had a goal-hungry Barou hovering over his shoulder, but that was no problem as the curly-haired teen quickly passed to Rin who passed back almost instantly. The pair engaged in a game of pass back and forth, moving the ball so quickly it gave their opponents no time to intercept and them a chance to advance up the pitch.
With a few more passes, Akira was with the ball at his feet and only a few meters from the penalty area. "Oh no you don't!" two harsh shoves were enough to stop him before he could get the shot away, "For tackling from behind and malicious sliding, Barou Shouei and Chigiri Hyoma will both receive yellow cards. Free kick to Team Red"
The decision was met with appeals from both White players, and though the pair felt bad for having to tackle Akira they were doing it so they could win him back. He would forgive them, they hoped.
"I want to take shot," Akira said looking at his teammates, his eyes dark with a certain rage that was very familiar to the Itoshi. The golden-eyed teen was not happy that he was pushed, and now he would punish them for it. "Fine but you better not miss" With that it was settled, Akira would take the free kick.
As both teams got into position for the spot kick, Isagi couldn't help but wonder what the curly-haired teen would do. Pass or shoot? Pass or shoot? Pass or shoot? Pass or - Shoot! The ball rocketed over his head, finding the top left with ease. His strike showed not even an ounce of hesitation, Akira never planned on passing and they were fools to think otherwise.
Team Red 4 - 3 Team White
"You didn't know if he would shoot it or pass it, your analysis is so off. It was never a two-choice situation, he was always going to shoot and score. That was the only option." Rin said matter-of-factly leaving the White Team speechless, one more goal and they were done for.
"Ugh! If only I had been in the wall, I would have jumped with zero hesitation and blocked it, damn" But that was far from the truth, Isagi knew that Akira only took the shot because he was in the wall. He was sending a message, catch us if you can. "One more mistake and were done for, just get me the ball!" Chigiri said frustrated at the turn of events.
"Ha! Back off redhead, that goes for all of you. Even if your leg's about to break, pass to me!" Barou retorted not on board with the idea of leaving it to his teammate to win the game, it should be him scoring the winner. "I don't care how, but we have to catch up. Yo, let's go striker" Nagi said, looking to Isagi who was deep in thought. "Yeah, it's way too early for our last play" If it's a game of catch-up Akira wanted, then he better get running cuz they were coming.
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