Two goals in two minutes. It was a brutal, clinical execution.
On the pitch, the Apex United players were in disarray, the confidence from their opening league wins completely evaporated.
"Get a grip! Get your heads up!" Grant Hanley's voice was a furious roar, but it was tinged with desperation. He looked at his midfield, who were being bypassed with ease. "Kenny! Jacob! Where are you?! They're walking through us!"
"They're everywhere, skip!" Kenny McLean shouted back, gasping for air. "We're outnumbered!"
David Kerrigan, the supposed secret weapon, looked completely lost.
His game was built on confidence and swagger, and he had none left.
tried to take on a defender near the halfway line and was unceremoniously shrugged off the ball, nearly leading to another Cardiff attack.
Ethan stood on the sideline, a cold, sick feeling in his stomach. His 'Managerial Instinct', his brilliant insight, had been a trap.
