I am practicing in Tokyo

Chapter 10 Victory
"My fault, Coach."

In the away locker room of the Adachi High School team, Fukuda Changgo was not as rebellious as he appeared on the outside, and took the initiative to take responsibility with his head down. His conceded goal can be said to be the fuse of Fujii's goal.

"Don't be discouraged! The score is still a tie. At worst, it will be a penalty kick. We will continue to play defensive counterattacks. If we have a chance, we will shrink our defense. We will definitely win!"

The coach of the Adachi High School team didn't care about cheering, but after the second half started, his eyes always stayed on Fujii tree, and the number of times he drank water was twice as much as that in the first half.

Bastard, where did this deep well dig people?This body can play in the J1 league, just a little bit of skill.

The Adachi High School coach who also played in the J2 professional league when he was young, still has this vision. Fukuda Changgo's skills are similar to Fujii's, but he is at a disadvantage in confrontation, and his speed is also a bit short. As for his other skills Players, it is even more incomparable.

The shrinking Adachi High School team was suppressed by the gradually expanding Hachioji High School team. Captain Nakamura passed the ball to center Suhara. He looked at Fujii who was in position behind him, gritted his teeth, and ferried the ball over.

He raised his foot to stop the football that was being ferried by Suhara. In front of Fujii, there were three defensive players. Hachioji High School did not press all the way up, and piled up a large number of troops in the midfield, in order to prevent the opponent from playing from the midfield after the attack was frustrated. fight back.

Fujii observed the situation, dribbled the football alone and cut into the line of defense composed of three defensive players.

The first one to intercept was the full-back, and he didn't play any fancy moves, he squeezed through with his body, followed by the unlucky center-back who had been spun around by him with Marseille just now, his legs kicked hard on the turf, a Speed ​​up and get away from the body, not giving him a chance to fight.

There was only one defender left, with a flustered expression on his face, Fujii faced the opponent directly, stepped on a simple bicycle movement, his left shoulder swayed suddenly, and the opponent's body moved to the left, and suddenly turned to the right, dribbling the ball around the defender , Created another dangerous single-handed opportunity.

It's endless, right?

The goalkeeper of the Adachi High School team was about to grit his teeth. Facing Fujii's single shot, he was really not sure, so he had to take the initiative to face Fujii, trying to compress the angle of his shot.

Fujii thought about kicking at first, but turned around and saw Suhara who was in the middle. He was not offside, and he was not marked. He had a better chance of shooting than facing the goalkeeper himself.

Lifting his foot and pushing lightly, the football passed sideways to Qi Yuan, who was wide open on one side. This guy didn't expect to really receive his pass. He froze for a moment, then recovered in the blink of an eye, and shot without any suspense. , The football passed through the unguarded goal and smashed into the net, setting off a burst of cheers from the stands.

"Fujii-san, thank... thank you."

Suhara awkwardly thanked Fujii for the assist, and then was crushed by the rushing teammates. The score was rewritten to 2 to 1, and their Hachioji High School team had the advantage.

"It's nothing, I'll change it to anyone..."

Fujii stopped halfway through his words, because Qiyuan could no longer hear him, and Fukuda Shogo of the Adachi High School team in the distance clenched his fingers tightly, blood oozing from the palm of his hand, he was not reconciled.

After the celebration, the ball was served again. The two sides were stalemate in the midfield until the last few minutes. A pass error, Fukuda Shogo broke off the football, and instantly pulled away the central defender Nagahama who followed him. After nearly 10 minutes of the game, he used With the remaining physical strength, he passed through the intercepted enemy like the wind, and came outside the penalty area. When he was about to raise his leg to volley, there were constantly rising exclamations from outside the field.

"Hachioji High School No. 13 Fujii Shu, approaching Adachi High School No. 10 Fukuda Shogo from behind very quickly, so fast! Almost at the speed of a [-]-meter sprint."

The commentator shouted that person's name, Changgo Fukuda heard footsteps behind him, he just lifted his right foot, the football underneath was snatched cleanly, he missed the ball, his body lost his balance due to excessive force and fell to the ground .

Fukuda Shogo, who fell to the ground, saw Fujii after the steal, galloping all the way, and the obstacles he passed were completely threatening. He stopped more than 20 meters in front of the goal, and shot long-range without stopping the ball. The strong wind and grass clipped through the goal from the fingertips of the desperate goalkeeper.

It's over, it's over.

Fukuda Shogo got up in embarrassment, without his teammates to help him, everyone's heart was equally heavy. The 3-1 score difference appeared a few minutes before the end of the game, and the ending was already doomed to failure.

"Good shot! What a good shot!"

Coach Shenjing watched with satisfaction as Fujii completed the long shot, which completely sealed the victory. The coach of the Adachi High School team next door had buried his head in silence.

The referee added 2 minutes of stoppage time, but the Adachi High School team, who had lost their will to fight, did not resist at all. They cooperated with the Hachioji High School Team to pass the ball backwards in the midfield like a walk, just like the men's football team of a certain big country, which ended in despair.

"Can I exchange jerseys?"

Fukuda Shogo approached Fujii, and after getting a nod in agreement, he took off the jersey on the upper body and handed it over on the spot.

Fujii knew that the exchange of jerseys was a recognition and commemoration between the opponents. Although the cheerleaders in the stands were staring at him, he took off his shirt and took the opponent's short sleeves covered with dust and sweat. out of water.

"Next year I will be in my third year of high school, and I hope to play against you again."

After Fukuda Changgo finished speaking, he turned and walked away, and his fighting spirit was rekindled deep in his heart.

Next year I guess I will change the project.

Fujii didn't say anything hurtful, but showed the muscles of his upper body. He was the type to look thinner in clothes. His streamlined muscles were full and graceful. His abdominal muscles were like greasy chocolate bars, which not only provoked cheerleaders, but even Some adult women also stared intently.

"Crack!"

Beside Mr. Miyagi, several office workers took out their mobile phones to take pictures. The sound of taking pictures cannot be turned off on Shimuni's mobile phones. Although this kind of shooting behavior is not considered private, it is not very polite.

"I didn't expect to see such a beautiful boy while watching my cousin's game. When I was in school, why were there a group of simple-minded Baga in my class who only knew how to peep under girls' skirts?"

"That's right. I'm already a fan of this Fujii-kun. He's so handsome and stylish. With such a figure and face, why didn't he debut as an artist? It's a pity."

Miyagi-sensei frowned at the twittering of the office workers. It is too immature to criticize minors like this.

"Is he the varsity player in your class?"

Yuki Kajou noticed Mr. Miyagi's special attention to Fujii and asked.

"Yes, there is another boy named Suhara Tatsuya who is also on the court."

Miyagi-sensei lowered his head to answer, and when he heard Yuuki Kazo sighed, he looked at him in confusion.

"It's a pity, such an outstanding seedling, in this kind of team, it is impossible to qualify for the local competition."

Yuuki Kajo made a rational judgment. If there is a possibility of qualifying, the average level of the players should not be lower than that of Suhara. Although the hundreds of high school teams in Tokyo are divided into two divisions, they are similar to Horikoshi High School. There are also four or five such strong teams. Once they meet them, there is no need to say much about their fate.

Football, after all, is an 11-a-side team game, no matter how strong a single player is, it will not help.

Yuki Kajo thought about it, but didn't pay attention to Teacher Miyagi's displeased expression.

(End of this chapter)