Within the stands, Emily watched with bated breath as Zachary stepped forward to take the free-kick. Her heart was racing fast with anxiety as she dreaded the minute possibility of Zachary missing a free kick for the first time in his career. But despite her unease, Emily still didn't want to miss out on witnessing a crucial moment that could define the final. So, she still hardened her resolve and kept her eyes glued on the field of play.
"It's Zachary Bemba on the set-piece," the voice of Peter Drury, the commentator, reverberated across the abnormally silent stadium. "Zachary Bemba steps forward to take the free-kick. Will he score and bring the proceedings back to level terms..."
At that moment, all of Emily's focus was already on the pitch. She breathed in deeply, and her pretty blue eyes flickered with a trace of apprehension. "Please go in... Please go in..." She mumbled to herself as she watched Zachary starting to make the angled run towards the ball.
