Diego Capel left in frustration.
Alves, teeth clenched, stared at the goal as if he was looking at someone.
All the pressure he had felt recently, this world filled with malice, he was determined to shatter it with his own two feet.
Beep—
The whistle blew, Alves took a run-up, and with a twist, he struck the underside of the ball with his right foot.
Bang—
The ball flew over the wall at great speed, heading for the top left corner of the goal, a very tricky angle.
Casillas leapt, stretching out his arm in an effort.
Thud—
A muffled sound followed, the ball hit the glove and deflected to the right.
Fabiano and Ramos tussled as they chased after the ball, with Ramos getting there first and swiftly hitting the underside of the ball with his right foot.
He recalled the half year he spent training in Milan.
To perfect his crosses, he learned from many teammates. Now was the time to test the fruits of his learning!
