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Chapter 11 - Chapter 11: Bundesliga debut goal

"Unbelievable!!!"

"A behind-the-back skill move? And a nutmeg?!"

"Does he have eyes in the back of his head?!"

This brilliant play instantly invigorated the commentator.

Before he could even marvel at Mark's stylish dribble, the Wolfsburg youngster, wearing jersey number 45, was already dribbling at full speed down the wing.

Because Kolašinac charged in too aggressively, he left a large open space behind him.

Mark quickly advanced several meters with the ball.

However, his dribbling speed wasn't particularly fast.

In just a few breaths, Kolašinac, chasing back at full speed, quickly caught up behind him.

Mark glanced back and saw Kolašinac's fierce expression, as if he wanted to devour him.

"Take him out!"

"Don't let him dribble anymore!"

"Tackle him dead!"

Countless Schalke fans on the stands roared and shouted with distorted faces.

But Mark seemed to be prepared; he made a sudden stop, stepped on the ball with his right foot, and pushed it back.

The ball once again slipped between Kolašinac's legs!

"Wow!"

"Another nutmeg!"

The repeated nutmegs reminded many Wolfsburg fans of the scene where Mark toyed with Hiroki Sakai in the previous round.

It was exactly the same!

The Wolfsburg players and coaches on the field and sidelines had the same thought:

"This kid really likes nutmegs!"

And this time, the enraged Bosniak made the same choice as Hiroki Sakai:

He pushed down the black-haired kid who dared to nutmeg him a second time!

Beep!

The referee blew his whistle without hesitation.

Due to the overly obvious hand movement, the referee also pulled out a yellow card.

Seeing this, Hecking on the sidelines also nodded secretly.

This was Mark's value!

In addition to breaking through defenses with his dribbling, he could also draw fouls from opponents, thereby earning set pieces!

And when the team was suppressed by the opponent, or when the offense couldn't break the deadlock, set pieces were a very effective way to break the situation… "I didn't use any force at all, just a light touch…"

"I saw it very clearly!"

The foul happened right under the linesman's nose, so even if Kolašinac argued, it was useless.

Helplessly, he could only glare fiercely at Mark, who was getting up from the ground.

The latter completely ignored him and silently walked towards Schalke's penalty area.

In the team's set-piece strategy, Mark, who was 1.75 meters tall and lacked height and heading advantage, was merely a feint.

Wolfsburg's chief set-piece specialist Rodriguez stood in front of the ball.

And in Schalke's penalty area, there were as many as five players!

Lined up, they were Olić, Naldo, Gustavo, Knoche, and Mark!

At the top of the penalty arc, De Bruyne and Perisic were also ready as the second wave of attack, prepared to contend for any second balls.

"Rodriguez is standing in front of the ball…"

"How does he plan to handle it?"

Rodriguez's left-footed forty-five-degree diagonal pass accurately found Naldo in the penalty area.

The Brazil center-back outjumped Miners' captain Höwedes and headed the ball towards the goal!

Although Schalke goalkeeper Ralf reacted quickly and blocked it with both hands, preventing the ball from going in.

However, the shot was too powerful, causing the ball to slip out of his hands and go to the far post.

"He fumbled it!"

And at this moment, a green and white figure emerged from the side, reaching the ball first!

That person had striking black hair, bright green eyes, and was wearing the number 45 jersey… it was the unmarked Mark!

Facing such a huge gift, Mark was incredibly excited!

"Damn, such an open goal?!"

Even if his [Shooting] rating was only a pitiful D, he wouldn't miss such an open goal opportunity.

After all, he wasn't Torres… He just gently pushed the ball with his right foot, sending it into the bottom right corner of the goal.

With a "swish," the sound of the ball hitting the net, in that instant, drowned out the singing of the home fans throughout the stadium.

The next second, the entire Veltins-Arena fell silent.

Instead, there was the joyous cheering of thousands of away fans!

"Goal!"

"Wolfsburg, playing with one man down, actually equalized the score!"

"The goal was scored by the eighteen-year-old substitute, Mark ~ ~ ~ Ryan!"

"This young man scored his debut goal in the Bundesliga!"

After scoring, Mark sprinted to the sidelines and gave Hecking a big hug!

"Coach, Danke (thank you)! This goal is for you!"

For Mark, Hecking was definitely his patron.

With so many players on the bench, Hecking chose him first, which showed his discerning eye!

Besides, no matter which team he was on, it was essential to maintain a good relationship with the head coach!

And Mark's direct thanks even brought a smile to the usually serious Hecking's face.

This kid is so sensible!

Subsequently, the two were surrounded by swarming Wolfsburg players.

His other teammates all ruffled the young man's black hair, congratulating him on his Bundesliga debut goal.

Compared to the Wolfsburg players and coaches celebrating on the sidelines, the Schalke players on the field looked at each other in dismay.

"How did he appear there?!"

"Who was marking him?"

These were the thoughts of all Schalke fans and players.

And through the replay, they got the answer:

It turned out that the one defending Mark was the team's right winger, Farfán.

However, after seeing that Mark was not tall and very thin, seemingly posing no threat, he ran to help Kolašinac defend Gustavo.

Which left Mark completely unmarked!

In this way, Mark scored his first professional goal and his Bundesliga debut goal with an agile tap-in in front of the goal.

Less than ten minutes had passed since he came on as a substitute!

Failing to capitalize on the opponent playing with one less man to extend their lead, and instead conceding a goal from a set piece…

This made Schalke coach Keller very angry!

He was red-faced, gesticulating wildly on the sidelines and shouting:

"What the hell is wrong with you?!"

"The opponent has one less man, and you still let them score?!"

"Every single one of you, get your heads in the game!"

The coach's anger accurately reached the ears of the Miners' players.

At this moment, Miners' captain Höwedes also clapped his hands and began to pump up his teammates:

"Guys, focus!"

"The game isn't over yet, we still have a chance to score!"

As the celebration ended, the live camera also focused on Mark, who was slowly walking back to his side.

"This eighteen-year-old youngster, following his last-minute equalizer assist in the previous match, has once again scored an equalizer while his team was trailing!"

"It's undeniable that Mark has stolen the thunder from another rising star in this match!"

The live camera also opportunely focused on Schalke's golden-haired rising star, Max Meyer.

"This young man from the Ruhr area is hailed as having higher potential and talent than Draxler."

"At just eighteen years old, he has already donned the number 7 jersey for Schalke's first team, inheriting Raúl's legacy."

"However, in this match, despite starting, he has been completely overshadowed by Wolfsburg's youngster Mark, who has only been on the field for less than ten minutes…"

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