The crowd was disappointed yet again but didn't voice it as they saw the ball dropping near the edge of the box where a lone figure stood. Rakim had somehow slipped from the centre of the box to the edge losing his marker in the process. Now he stood alone as he watched the ball descend towards him but his eyes were glued upon the sea of red Aberdeen players rushing out to stop him.
They were about 2 meters away from him as the ball fell to his foot, and inspiration struck him. Not touching the ball down to control it he flicked it up with his right foot sending it to his left side. Dipping his shoulder as if he was about to follow he successfully duked the players into covering that direction.
