Blue lock: The God of the field

Father som Duo (147)

"Oh yeah my blood boiling this is getting fun" Lavinho said as he stood up seeming subbing in, he was unwilling to stay on the bench any longer and just wanted to enter the game.

He sub out the player he saw display the least originality and sub in his place, with no strategy whatsoever, he did not enter the field because Snuffy entered the field to make it fair.

No, he joined in for his own selfish reason and because he wanted to score the last goal and shine brighter than everyone.

That may be egoistical of his part but that as the professional life, it was between becoming a self-centered asshole or not one and he choose the former.

As Lavinho entered the field, Nakada could read his intention like an open book and just sight as he saw the old man enter the field.

"You should retire old man" Nakada said staring at Lavinho.
"In your dream"Lavinho replied bluntly,he was ready to go.

"Do you have a plan for stopping Snuffy?" Nakada said suddenly getting serious.
"Nope" Lavinho replied bluntly to which Nakada just looked at his father looking hella disappointed, he should have expected this.

"What the need of a plan when Victory is guarante" Lavinho said arrogantly, he was basically saying, what is the need for a plan when we are already going to win...basically leaving it up to chance...

Although his way of thinking was really right...he wasn't wrong when he said they were going to win, they will win, it has already been written since this match started.

They will win.

It was time for Uber to take their corner kick and a player that Nakada didn't recognize went to take the free kick.
The Uber player took a deep breath, focusing on the precise curve of the ball as he prepared to deliver it into the box. With a swift, powerful kick, he sent the ball soaring high, its trajectory honed for perfection.

As the ball arced gracefully towards the packed penalty area, the crowd collectively held its breath. The fans of both teams watched intently, hoping for their respective outcomes.

However, before any Uber player could make contact, Nishioka leaped like a salmon ascending a waterfall. He rose above the fray and met the ball with his forehead, executing a flawless clearance that sent the sphere sailing out of danger.

Nishioka's timing was impeccable, and he had thwarted the threatening corner kick with the precision of a surgeon.

The ball landed near Otoya and Otoya displaying his quick thinking, instantly controlling the cleared ball and spotting Nakada, who was positioned strategically for the counter-attack. With precision, Otoya passed the ball forward, setting Nakada on a path to exploit the newfound opportunity.

As Nakada received a pass he looked to see Lavinho near him and decided to fuck it why not have some fun.
Nakada and Lavinho's one-two passes and dribbling were a mesmerizing display of skill and teamwork. They danced around defenders as if the opposition was standing still, their moves so fluid and precise that it left the defenders gasping for air.

Nakada, with the ball at his feet, made a lightning-quick cut to the right. The defender, caught off balance, lunged desperately to tackle the ball, but Nakada effortlessly flicked it over the sliding challenge with the outside of his foot. The defender, completely bamboozled, crashed to the ground as Nakada sprinted past him.

Meanwhile, Lavinho received the ball, and with a deft touch, he nutmegged an oncoming defender. The defender, left bewildered, could only watch as the ball gracefully slipped through his legs. Lavinho regained possession and continued his run.

Their movements were a breathtaking blend of skill, speed, and intuition, leaving their opponents either grasping at thin air or sitting on the ground in sheer frustration.

Nakada and Lavinho, the father-son duo, had a unique competition going on during the match.
They were challenging each other to see who could leave more defenders gasping for air or sitting on their backsides after being dribbled past.

Nakada pulled off a dazzling move, shifting the ball between his feet in a blur of motion. The defender, trying to keep up, stumbled and fell to the ground, left in disbelief at Nakada's agility.

Lavinho wasn't to be outdone. He executed a series of rapid step-overs and feints, making a defender dive in the wrong direction. The defender ended up sitting on the grass, watching helplessly as Lavinho carried on.

Nakada and Lavinho's intricate dribbling was like a mesmerizing dance. The fans watching the match from their home were captivated by the sigh of those two player displaying there raw skill.

As the ball was played to Nakada, he used his first touch to flick it into the air, momentarily freezing the nearby defender.
In one fluid motion, he controlled it with his chest, then brought it down to the tip of his toe.

With lightning-fast footwork, Nakada zigzagged past one defender, then another. The viewers gasped as he executed a series of nutmegs and quick cuts, leaving his markers dizzied.
Lavinho, not wanting to be outdone by his son decided to step his game up a bit. He displayed a mesmerizing repertoire of step-overs, body feints, and quick touches.

With a subtle shift of his hips, he sent a defender sprawling in the wrong direction. Another defender slid past him as if on ice, while Lavinho gracefully danced away from their grasp.

Each touch, feint, and maneuver was a brushstroke on the canvas of the football field, creating a beautiful masterpiece of skill and finesse. It was a breathtaking sight, a true showcase of the art of dribbling that left the viewers in awe and the defenders befuddled.

A/N I think I will write 3 chapters of father-son duo taking Ankles and you guys decide who win the game. that seems fair right