The opposing fans who had been rather silent for the better part of the game stood up in anticipation. They felt that this was their chance.
As for the fans of the Kawasaki, their expression changed drastically as desperation began to kick in.
The opposing number 9 sprinted as if he were a horse on steroids, leaving behind every single one of his pursuers. It seemed like he wouldn't stop until he reached his destination.
Even Hiro who was seated on the sideline was on his edge.
Desperation and anticipation collided, creating a tense atmosphere in the stadium. It was like the match had suddenly entered its climax.
Even though more than fifty minutes were remaining, it felt like the match had reached its climax. Such was the intensity on the field.
Naoto's mind raced as he made several calculations in an instant. He could tell that his teammates wouldn't be able to reach the ball before the opposing number 9.
