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"The way these guys play has changed!"
Unovich couldn't help but murmur.
The last time they played against the Mostar Rangers, the opponent's tactic was relatively simple and direct: counterattacks.
The only possession point in the center of the field was Mlinar.
For this reason, it was easy for them to contain each other, as long as Mlinar was pressured to the limit, that little 9 wouldn't be able to rush forward.
From this game, they saw a completely different tactic.
Despite the rusty feel, the changes in the offensive side were significant.
In particular, allowing Suker to frequently drop back to receive the ball relieved the pressure on Mlinar with the ball, and on the other hand, it could further muddle their own defensive line.
The fans of the Mostar Rangers continued cheering for the goal.
They loved watching the game and enjoyed seeing great goals.
And this goal, the fluid coordination, made it a delight to watch.
Suker also ran across the field after the goal, arms extended and gliding like a plane, his round face full of smiles.
In the lively atmosphere at the scene, the celebration ended.
Suker and the others returned to their own half, their faces still full of smiles.
Although this season had been a given, they still suffered a defeat at the hands of the champions in the last game, and at the same time, breathed a strong sigh of relief.
When the race resumed, Suker's movement became more agile.
He wasn't obsessed with pushing forward but constantly withdrew to respond.
Sometimes he played with Mlinar, and sometimes he split sides.
If given the chance, Suker didn't mind passing, but it wasn't something easy to do, and Unovich had already started using his body to contain Suker.
This restriction even went so far as to hold Suker back.
Unovich released the ball in his arms, with a hint of depression and embarrassment on his face.
Under this ugly defensive movement, he was even ready to get a yellow card.
The referee's gaze was also becoming more and more dangerous.
Although the Bosnian and Herzegovinian league was brutal, it also adhered to the rules of football.
Such hugs weren't allowed in the first place.
But if he didn't do it, he really couldn't contain Suker.
The skilled creature spun and spun like a monkey in front of his eyes, and every touch of the ball was unexpected.
One could imagine how much pressure Unovich was under.
Before the match, Unovich had been ruthless, but if he knew this was the case, he definitely would have kept his mouth shut.
But soon, the Leotard team also quickly launched a counterattack.
Their tactics were simple.
"Long shot! Easy to get past the opposing goalkeeper! The striker is ready to shoot!"
All the tactics were shouted out directly, with no hidden ideas at all.
It was also the easiest way for opponents who knew the Mostar Rangers to win games.
"!"
Barkech, the goalkeeper, suddenly felt like a big enemy.
He tightened the gloves he had just bought, and the new gloves had excellent grip that would reduce the chances of the ball slipping out.
Of course, the shape of the hand was key, but he just couldn't change that.
Boom!!
Leotard's No. 10, Caspero, shot from a distance.
Caspero was a key player for Leotard, and being able to wear the number 10 jersey was a testament to how versatile he was.
When the ball hit the goal, Barkech leapt to save it, stretched in midair, and touched the ball with both hands.
The pure force almost made it slip out of his hands, but this time, he held on.
Landing on his side, he held the ball with both hands.
After the opposing striker failed to find an opportunity to retreat, he stood up and roared in anger.
"Who do you think you're underestimating?"
Suker raised his hands in front of him and shouted, "Incredible!"
Others were also inspired.
When Butter Hand and Bakech aren't in trouble, what reason do we have to lose?
Then, the Mostar Rangers' attack advanced again.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Time passed quickly and the situation became extremely stagnant.
There was only a one-goal difference, and for that, Leotard needed to find the equalizer as soon as possible.
The Mostar Rangers, on the other hand, wanted to keep expanding the lead.
In the second half, the tactics of both teams hadn't changed and they used their best tactical systems to challenge the opposing defense.
But the Mostar Rangers team clearly had the advantage.
And this advantage came from Suker's constant run forward.
His short passes, involvement, and occasional volleys put a lot of pressure on the opponent.
Even under Suker's excellent performance, the pressure on Mlinar was greatly reduced, and even his performance became increasingly better.
As they approached the 80th minute, Mlinar saw the opponent's backline retreating far, and Suker got stuck at the back.
There was little distraction from the defenders around Mlinar.
The goalkeeper's stance wasn't as strict, allowing Mlinar to raise his right foot and take a long-range shot.
The long-range shot was powerful and went straight to Suker.
Suker looked at the ball flying toward him, let out an exclamation, and immediately dodged it.
"Sh*t!"
Suker desperately adjusted his waist, and the ball still grazed with the slightest deviation.
This deviation also caused issues in the goalkeeper's judgment, and in a rush, the ball slipped under his legs.
The Mostar Rangers scored another goal in the final moments.
"Oh! Super Wave of the World!!"
Orich clapped loudly with his hands raised.
It was a goal that almost meant sealing the game.
However, what he liked most was that the Mostar Rangers didn't concede any goals.
For a team that concedes an average of one goal per game, not conceding a goal, especially against the champion team, was a great achievement.
"Awesome! The real deal!"
"Well done!"
Teammates around them also ran to Mlinar to celebrate.
Suker arrived a little late, his round face full of confusion.
"This goal should count as mine, right? Probably yes, right?"
Bang Bang!
The applause at the scene was continuous, and the surrounding crowd was filled with cheers.
"Great save, Mlinar!"
"Suker! The performance was incredible!"
"Bakech couldn't get rid of him, we have no reason to lose, hahaha!"
The crowd was very happy to have won the championship in the final and won a beautiful game, which was very satisfying.
The applause at the scene continued loudly and lasted until the end of the game.
The 2001/2002 season saw the conclusion of the second edition of the Bosnia and Herzegovina Second League.
Throughout the season, the Mostar Rangers finished third.
However, with 14 goals, Suker was the top scorer of the season.
A simple silver boot trophy seemed rough at first glance, but Suker happily took it for a group photo.
This was his first trophy, and despite being an individual award, it was also a very good start.
"Congratulations!"
Modric approached.
He looked at the embarrassed Suker and sent a sincere blessing.
In this game, he saw Suker's efforts, and it could be said that the whole field was actively running to create space for the team to pass.
And his goal helped the Mostar Rangers win the game, and he deserved the trophy.
"Haha! Come on! Let's take a group photo!"
Suker hugged Modric and signaled to Olipe to take a photo with them.
The two were together, though there was still a height gap.
Modric was still wearing a hoodie, his hands hanging down, looking a little reserved.
Suker, on the other hand, was holding the trophy with a big smile.
Click!
The image froze, and this photo was later called the "Friendship of the Century" by later generations.
"Where's Suker?"
Mlinar approached.
Modric looked left and right and said with a blank expression, "He was just here a moment ago."
Mlinar shook his head, "I guess he's in the bathroom, there's a party tonight, are you coming?"
Modric immediately shook his head.
He didn't like this kind of gathering spot.
"Alright!"
Mlinar didn't force it and turned to leave.
At the same time, behind a hidden hill, Suker bowed to the Void.
"All gods bless!"
Suker was the first to open the properties panel.
[Name: Suker]
[Height: 151 cm]
[Weight: 48 kg]
[Speed: 71]
[Flexibility: 80]
[Strength: 60]
[Explosive Power: 77]
Suker: "!!!"
As soon as he saw the attributes panel, Suker was not calm at all.
Suker wiped his eyes and looked at the height option, then wiped his eyes again, and when he confirmed it was 151 cm, he jumped up.
He grew taller!
He grew taller!! —
Suker remembered that he used to be 149 cm, though it was claimed to be 150 cm, but it was a matter of self-esteem. Now he was two centimeters taller.
It was big news!
He was finally starting to develop!
Suker felt tears welling up in his eyes.
The simple fact of opening the attributes panel was good news, and Suker felt that his luck wouldn't be bad today.
He calmed down and checked his control panel.
The structure of the human body was embedded with six cards along the way.
[Diamond Card (Special Card)—Inzaghi Awareness.]
[Red Card (Skill Card)—Tolister's Short Pass.]
[White Card (Skill)—Tony's Interception.]
Red Card (Special Category)—Status Recovery Card.
[White Card (Skill)—Roberts' Dribbling.]
[White Card (Skill)—Lesten's Archery.]
Compared to the unfortunate cards earlier, after a season of hard work, he not only received a red card but also filled up the card slots.
Although the quality was still a little inferior, Suker felt he had met the intensity of the Bosnian Super League in some characteristics, of course, to eliminate the limitations caused by physical reasons.
The status recovery card, Suker had embedded it just in case.
In the future, he would also leave a special slot for the use of such cards.
After all, according to the Gacha system's features, after installing each card, it could only be operated again after 45 minutes, which would be enough to meet the halftime requirements of the official game.
This would also allow Suker to show different technical characteristics and styles in the first and second halves according to the needs of the head coach in future matches.
After a brief look at the inventory, it was time for excitement.
Gacha Tournament + Seasonal Gacha Bonus Opportunity!
The first one was regular, and the second one was the main event.
After all, based on previous experience, seasonal rewards were usually abundant.
The attribute card last time, I wonder if there's another one this time.
End of this chapter