Chapter 978: Last Chance of the Game!

"A corner kick for Bayern! In the 93rd minute, one moment away from the end of the game! Will it make a difference for them?!"

"Oh! Even Manuel Neuer rushes in! The adventurous goalkeeper will try to push his team’s luck, adding another focal point to the opponent’s penalty box!"

"Will this gamble work for them?!"

It was going to be the final chance of the game, and Daniel Herzog was already on the edge of his seat, watching how everything would unfold in anticipation.

He was also taken aback for a second the moment Manuel Neuer joined the frontline, but after thinking about it, the man realized that this was quite normal for the goalkeeper himself.

The man had been doing this for a long time, always rushing to the opponent’s penalty box when the team needed another player to join in the very last second.

Of course, while a lot of people loved the man’s determination, some still didn’t like it, and Ballack was also one of them.

"It is more like a show and less about effectiveness." The man shook his head in disapproval. "In his career, he has done this a lot, and how many times did he truly help his team score? Zero, I can tell you that."

"In fact, this could also backfire on the team, just like how it happened in 2018. Remember that World Cup game against South Korea?"

Indeed, all the football fans in Germany would know that incident quite well. At that time, Manuel Neuer joined the last attack in the hope of snatching the win from a draw position, and yet the ball got snatched, and in the end, Song-Heung Min took advantage of it to flip the table.

No one in Germany would be able to forget that humiliating defeat, one that packed them home straight from the group phase.

This time, at Ballack’s reminder, everyone also realized that this wasn’t a good idea, and they started questioning Manuel Neuer’s decision-making in this regard.

Still, the goalkeeper couldn’t care less about it.

He was already mingling inside the box among all the players, waiting for a cross from Kimmich just like his other teammates.

Meanwhile, Higo himself was also tense, knowing that this would be the most important moment in this game.

Before the referee blew the whistle, Morita came as well, whispering something subtly so that the opponent wouldn’t be suspicious of him.

’Listen, Ryusuke. Neuer is here, so if you get the ball, just send it to the right side, slightly closer to the halfway line but not crossing it. I will use everything I have right now to get the ball, and we will have a chance to get back to the lead and win the game.’

Higo tensed for a second before nodding quietly. Before he knew it, Morita had already disappeared like an assassin, mingling into the crowd while also communicating with the others to block this attempt.

’Yeah, this is going to be our biggest chance to add one more goal. However, the premise should be that we can win this duel first and snatch possession from Bayern...’

Unfortunately, he didn’t have any time to think about it. Soon enough, all the players were ready, and a moment later...

FWEEE!

The whistle was blown, and Kimmich delivered a cross straight to the far post!

BAM!

"Come on, Jerome! Don’t you dare lose this ball!"

"Shut up!"

There, Jerome Boateng was fighting against Matthew Hoppe, who was also going back to support the defense. They pushed and pulled each other quite forcefully, but unfortunately, the veteran defender managed to gain an upper hand in the last second before delivering it to the center.

"Anyone else! Get it done!"

"FUCK! Keep an eye and put your hands on the back! Don’t let him shoot!"

The situation turned chaotic as, in that exact second, the ball somehow fell on Lewandowski, who half-volleyed the ball with all of his power.

BAM!

"FUCK!" Higo cursed once again as he deflected the ball, and yet it still hit the goalpost next to him.

Fortunately, luck was on his side right now, as it just flew back to the penalty box and gave everyone there a good reason why they had to fight once again for this.

"Clear it! Clear it!"

"Shit! Don’t swing! The block is there!"

"Come on! Do something!"

Chaos descended on the box as the ball ricocheted among the players like a pinball. Even Higo, with his clairvoyance ability, couldn’t really do anything, as his brain got hurt whenever the image flashed inside his head.

However, fortune seemed to favor the home side, as in the next second, the ball suddenly arrived in the space in front of Higo.

The boy was taken aback for a second, but his instinct flared in, guiding him to rush forward to snatch the ball.

Then, before his brain could take over, his memory of his earlier conversation with Morita came back, and without hesitation, before everyone could realize what was going on, he threw the ball as strongly as possible to the left side of the pitch.

’Well, you want it, right? Get it done, Morita-san!’

BAM!

"Oh, yeah! What a throw, Morita! As expected from you!" The midfielder grinned widely as he started his chase.

Once the ball was flying in the air, that was when all the Bayern players realized what was going on, and all of them couldn’t help but curse when they saw this.

’FUCK! MOVE BACK! MOVE BACK!’

At this point, they were just lucky that Morita’s speed had already declined earlier as he was still trying so hard to catch the ball. If not, with his accuracy, even from his spot behind the halfway line would be enough for him to shoot directly.

Now, though, before Morita was finally close enough to control the ball, the boy suddenly felt like someone was grabbing his arms, and before he knew it...

BAM!

The Japanese midfielder got thrown off the ground, and in the next second, the referee’s whistle was blown while pointing his red card at Alphonso Davies.