Then while looking around him, he assumed his position between the poles. From behind, he could see almost the entirety of the pitch. And, the scene around him was so mesmerizing that he simply couldn't take his eyes off it.
"Yes, it should be like this," he murmured, nodding his head while feeling the pressure.
The pressure on him was nothing but immense. Yet, he couldn't afford to get devoured by the pressure built up around him.
The moment he had desired the most had finally presented itself. So, how could he afford to let his nervousness ruin this precious opportunity?
Pulling his gloves, he then tapped both sides of the pole to ease his nerves and ready himself for the match. Normally, he only made such a gesture during penalties. But, for some reason, he just couldn't stop himself from making such gestures.
