The crowd stared as he wove a path utilizing those around him. He didn't need to dribble past three or four defenders. He just had to find a path that allowed him to break past them.
And that's what he did.
One touch. Then another.
He connected one pass after another.
The opposition, now a man down, struggled to fill the absence of their eleventh member.
Due to the absence of their eleventh member, the team had given up on the offense and instead shifted their attention to defense.
Except for Eric, the titan, all the other opposing players were concentrated in their half.
Yet, despite their effort to bolster their defense, the team was still struggling.
The passes continued with Guiliano at the center—a steady rhythm, a pulse that kept the team alive.
"Exploit the right…" Diego mumbled under his breath.
