The Girona players crowded around the penalty box, their eyes shining with a mix of horror and desperation.
Rio took the initiative and froze in his tracks, his eyes glued to the ball rolling across the grass.
The rest of the stadium did the same.
"SHOOT! MATEO!"
"KILL IT!"
That desperate scream seemed to fire Mateo up even more as he adjusted his feet.
The exhausted midfielder and his best friend both watched the leather sphere spinning slowly towards the sweet spot.
Mateo swung his left leg, raring to end the suffering. He did his usual technique of locking his ankle before striking through the center of the ball.
The goal looked massive in every way whether it was width or height it was unguarded.
'This goal will save us...' He commented inwardly, however, his leg trembled in the next moment.
"DO IT!"
A few milliseconds after Rio screamed the command, Mateo sent a low shot right towards the center, shocking everyone with the lack of power.
'Please go in!'
THUD
