Benjamin picked up the ball on the left flank, his marker, Zuiverloon, already hesitating.
He took a quick glance toward the box and it revealed Altidore lurking near the penalty spot, but Benjamin had other plans. With a sudden burst of pace, he skipped past Zuiverloon, leaving the defender lunging at thin air.
[Oh, he's got him on toast again!] the first commentator exclaimed as Benjamin closed in on the 18-yard box. [Zuiverloon can't cope with the pace!]
Zomer came across to cover, but Benjamin shifted the ball to his right at the last moment. Zomer's momentum carried him forward, and his trailing leg clipped Benjamin's ankle.
The young winger crumpled to the turf and the referee blew his whistle sharply while pointing to the spot.
Fweeee!~
