At the coaches' stands, Wu Ze had his head lowered as he groaned, "It's over. It's really over. They're going to score just over ten minutes into the game. I've let down the fans' trust in me."
"If we lose to Yokohama F. Marinos for the second time, even if I resign, they wouldn't forgive me."
His heart was aching very much. He didn't have any hope of Master Lin catching the ball.
He knew this player, Tanaka Hiroshi. He was a very strong player from Japan, one of Japan's top prospects. And he even had a title, 'God of Power'.
When he kicked a ball, the force was tremendous. Even a profession goalkeeper wouldn't be able to hold on to it if he reaches it in time.
Wang Fei held his own head with both hands. He had already given up. He didn't even dare to watch what happened next. He knew that what would come next were the sobs of the crowd.
After conceding a goal, catching up would be really very difficult.
