Siempre te voy a querer

Chapter 112

As the players divided into two teams, one team kept their original shirts while the other team donned the training vests. Isa, Jimmy, and Manuel stood on the sidelines, their eyes keenly observing the game. Jimmy and Manuel exchanged impressed glances as they watched the players implement the drills they had practiced.

The game kicked off with high energy. On one side, Diego led a fierce attack, shouting commands to his teammates. "¡Pásamela, pendejo!" he yelled, directing the ball to Julian, who took a powerful shot but missed the goal by inches.

On the other side, Edson and Arteaga worked together, moving fluidly and demonstrating impressive coordination. Edson received a pass from Arteaga and swiftly maneuvered around Jorge, sending a perfectly timed pass to Kevin. "¡Eso es, Kevin, métela!" Edson encouraged. Kevin took the shot and scored a beautiful goal, sending the ball past Diego and into the net.

"¡No manches, Kevin!" Diego exclaimed, frustration evident in his voice. "¡Estás jugando con nosotros!"

Edson came up to Kevin and patted his back "Que golazo, cuñado" he said as he gave him a wink and jogged back to his position.

Isa laughed from the sidelines, commenting to Jimmy and Manuel, "Parece que los chicos están tomando en serio el partido."

Jorge, now on the offensive, tried to make a comeback. "¡Eso no fue nada!" he shouted, attempting to get past Jesús Gallardo. He dribbled the ball expertly but tripped over his own feet and fell. "¡Puts madre, Que maldita mala suerte!" he cursed, trying to regain his composure.

The game continued with rapid movements, shouts of encouragement, and occasional cussing filling the field. Julian Araujo, displaying quick footwork, managed to intercept a pass from Jorge. "¡Así se juega!" Julian shouted as he passed the ball to Diego, who tried to take a shot but was blocked by Kevin.

"¡Pinche Kevin, me estás tapando todos los tiros!" Diego yelled in frustration. Kevin just smirked and gave Diego a thumbs-up.

Manuel looked at Isa, smiling. "Están mejorando mucho. Han improvisado muy bien las jugadas."

Isa nodded, clearly pleased with their performance. "Sí, se nota que están aplicando lo que hemos practicado."

As the game reached its final moments, both teams pushed hard, displaying the skills they had been honing. Edson made a final effort, dribbling past multiple defenders and scoring a decisive goal, bringing cheers from his team.

"¡Eso es, Edson!" Isa shouted, clapping enthusiastically. "¡Qué jugada!"

The whistle blew, signaling the end of the match. Players were panting but smiling, and Isa, Jimmy, and Manuel applauded their effort. The players gathered around, catching their breath and exchanging high-fives, still energized from the game.

Jimmy patted Kevin on the back, "Buen trabajo hoy, chicos. Se ha notado la mejora."

Isa and Manuel agreed, sharing proud looks as they saw the players' determination and progress on the field.

Kevin approached Isa, a mischievous grin on his face as he wiped sweat from his forehead. His eyes gleamed with mischief as he winked at her. "Ese gol fue para ti, chiquitita," he teased, his voice low and smooth.

Isa felt the warmth rush to her cheeks, trying to hide her smile but failing. She looked up at him, catching the sparkle in his eyes. "¿Ah, sí?" she asked, raising an eyebrow.

Kevin chuckled, stepping closer as his gaze flickered to her lips. "No puedo controlar las ganas de besarte cuando me miras así," he admitted, his voice soft but filled with temptation.