Jake's game just started by the time Rose had gotten there, she had sat by a group of Moms cheering for their sons. Winter was on her lap still swinging his toy around as if cheering for Jake as well. Michelle decided to take a nap inside her until the game ended.
Jake was incredibly careful and didn't waste any physical strength. He slowly walked in the region that belonged to him. He was waiting and waiting for the chance which would belong under his foot. The ball was intensely being fought over, and it didn't even roll to his feet. Naturally, his temporary teammates knew that they had to snatch the ball, then comfortably push it to his feet and let him successfully score a goal. Jake did not fiercely run. He just slowly walked like a cheetah waiting for an antelope and prepared the final strike.
But, time was passing a bit at a time and 2 minutes had passed. The ball still hadn't arrived under Jake's feet, and he panicked a bit. If the ball did not pass in the middle of the field, it would go out. He had no pressure, so it seemed that he back off then take the ball.
After thinking, he quickened the steps and ran back. The defense member subconsciously followed him. To know, when there was a new member, no matter who it was, they could not lower their guard on him. After all, how could they dare to be careless when they didn't know how his physical strength was?
Indeed, Jake's retreat had some slight chances. His change made the rear guard go forward and the ball passing route shortened which meant there were more chances to pass the ball to him. But the ball was still unable to arrive under his feet smoothly.
Three minutes passed, and Jake didn't get the ball. But at that time, Jake's side had a chance to throw the ball at the border! It was an area that was 10 meters or so from the middle line. With no hesitation, Jake ran over and extended his hand to indicate to his teammate to throw the ball to him.
He didn't even need to indicate it. The ball could only be thrown to him because there wasn't enough time. If Jake did not score a goal, the match would be over.
The teammate threw the ball to him firmly. Facing the flying ball, Jake instantly adjusted his posture and had no plans to stop the ball. He looked at the position of the ball and chose to use his body to cover it. The moment his right foot touched the ball, he tapped it with the right side of his body then he accelerated to pass the defense members at the left.
With lightning speed, Jake's movements flew smoothly. Cleanly and efficiently, he moved the ball behind their backs like a mudfish easily breaking through their defense.
What Jake needed to do was take the ball, then accelerate, accelerate and accelerate. He brought the ball 40 meters slanted to the goal and slaughtered his way through.
With the hesitation of the defense members, Jake already broke away from them and arrived at the border of the penalty area, and he had a 1 vs. one against the goalkeeper.
Or so he thought, Jake, didn't notice the enemy team member behind him. He didn't even know what happened before he was knocked unconscious by the hit he received. The last thing he would remember is his cousin's pale face.
It was an unexpected event.
Rose held a little Winter in hand, and she had already told her aunt and uncle the bad news, as she listened to Jake's slow breaths. He was hit pretty hard, she signed as she wondered how much surgery and therapy he was going to have to go through.
No one expected the other player to come out of nowhere and knock Jake unconscious before he started beating him badly, hitting his legs aggressively. Rose had run up to her cousin as the goalkeeper had tackled his teammate.
It turns out that the aggravated player had been taking something not so pleasant.
Rose had dozed off to sleep with Winter who was already comfortable enough in his Mom's arms. When she woke up, she heard Winter giggled and the familiar voice of an older man right next to her. She was surprised at first to see Griffin playing with Winter very gentle.
"Mr. Connells, what a surprise to see you here," Rose said to Griffin
"It's no surprise to see my Great-grandson."
"Even though the DNA test said otherwise"
"Mrs. Han" Griffin called out to the women who handed Rose a document. It was another DNA test which showed that Winter had a 99% match to Anthony.
Rose sucked in a breath "Mr. Connells, may I ask what happens next?"