The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
147. The Victory of the City of Birth

The atmosphere at the moment is very tense because we were 1-0 down in the first half. There is no relaxing word and should develop the game well.

"Keyla come here"

I approached the coach who was staring seriously. There was no relaxed face, as we only had the next 45 normal times. And it should be used as best as possible.

"I believe in you, do your best in the second half. Improve your game and lead this game until the end well"

"Good Coach"

The shoulders of a captain will feel very heavy if given great responsibility. Therefore I have to hold back my emotions and play calmly so that nothing silly happens on the pitch.

high concentration is able to make a player enjoy the game without mistakes. Because of that the captain can lead his men to the gate of victory.

"Prepare all" the coach's shout made our sting again stand up.

The second fight will begin. We all prepared ourselves to enter the field of play. Just now I stepped on the grass of the field, seen David watching on the front bench.

"What's wrong with her, why is it like giving me a signal"

I murmured in my heart when I saw David giving a signal but not yet I understood it. He just waved and spoke but unfortunately I don't understand.

*pritt*my focus is back on the match. Play quietly and do the tempo of calm.

"Key, key"

*prittt* violations occur, I again calm the players so as not to be provoked emotions when they do provocateurs.

"David? A book? " I realized David wanted to talk about books. What he was saying, my mind was still spinning about the code David gave me.

The game was back in the beginning, we still could not penetrate the opponent's defense. I haven't been able to read the tactics they're running.

"David's book, tactics" I understand now, they're playing the tactics in David's book. I can finally find a way out.

I told the players in turn as the match went on. We have to turn tactic one into tactic 3. Because tactic 2 will be easy to read opponents.

"Sonya" Shouted me giving a long pass.

Strikers and midfielders will actively engage in group attack tactics in the front line . And we at the back will follow. Provides care while supervising and assisting with attacks.

This time the team will play the 3rd trick by utilizing the gastric feed as well as the jarus control is put to good use. If ball control is lacking then the strategy cannot be maximized.

*Bluk* Dare to play a long pass and dare to run the ball and dare to make decisions and also run without the ball.

"GO, GO" A loud shout from the coach signifies there is a good opportunity.

*bluk* ouch.

A good kick but can be tepis by the opposing goalkeeper. A corner kick is one of those opportunities that can be taken well.

I dare to take a corner kick and challenge my own self-doubt. No one can't, I have to learn from yesterday's failures and have to be able to execute well.

"Key calm down, focus and focus" Gunamku on myself. I need to calm down and look at the target to receive my pass ball.

*bluk*

*bluk*

"Gollll" a very beautiful header from Sela managed to produce a goal.

Rumbling cheers filled the stadium that was not too big but was enough to accommodate hundreds more people. A welcome of joy was given, I am grateful there is still hope to win.

"Good key, good pass" Sela came up to me and hugged tightly.

"Good header" I stroked her hair as a form of appreciation for having successfully seized the opportunity.

"Thank you God" Don't forget to bow down in gratitude for all the blessings of the creator.

The score temporarily became 1-1, our game was quite developed after I saw that they used a strategy like in David's book.

Once the game starts again but their game remains the same there is no change in tactics and strategy. I should be able to re-break through the defense with an accurate hull pass.

*bluk*My gaze will not turn before the ball falls on the right foot.

Players in the front line are able to bring the ball close in the opposing team's defense line. I immediately helped the attack to take advantage of the lost opportunity.

*prit* has just begun to swipe the ball, they've been playing rough and causing fouls.

"Sit, it should be a card. He's done too much offense but you didn't get the card out" I'm protesting his performance.

Already from the initial round I felt the decision was one-sided. When our team is breaking, the referee will immediately take out a card, while from the opposing team, they are very difficult to draw a card from his pocket.

"No, no, it's just normal"

"Sit, please be firm. I see from his own eyes he deliberately tackled hard"

Anxiety about the bus left to the referee, but he closed his ears as long as he did not want to listen to my words.

"Patience, patience" I appeased a teammate who started to get emotional with the referee's decision.

I don't want them to get hooked and make a fuss that will result in a loss for the team. Although at this time my emotions exceed the top because there are strange things in a refereeing decision.

"Go back to your positions, we get a free kick" I shouted at those who were still insistent with the referee's poor performance.

They finally calmed down and resumed the match. They gave me a free kick. He said the most accurate free-kick was from my right foot which was difficult to guess the opponent.

I took the ball and did it with concentration, hoping for the ball to get back in the net and add to the goal for us. One goal is very meaningful, and one chance is the best because there is not necessarily a second chance.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim, O Allah make it easy" Prayer is the key to ease.

*bluk* my kick was quite accurate, they headed it but the ball was thrown back forward by the opposing team.

I immediately chased the ball that had not been out of the opponent's environment. I thought I dared to dribble and take a hard kick using the left foot outside the pknalty box.

*bluk*

"Golllll" I shouted happily.

The left leg kick that I did was able to outwit the opponent's movement so that it managed to penetrate the goalkeeper.

It was very thin to be tepis and in the end nested with a temporary win for our team that was 2-1. I cheered happily and was followed by a few players who approached you.

I just realized it turned out that the goal was right in the 89th minute and less 1 minute the end of the game in normal time. The perfect opportunity, this time only needed to raise the defense so that they were unable to break through

"Oh Allah, Thank you for giving the key a chance" Thankfulness never forgets for all the favors.

The match starts again. 5 Minutes is a lot for our team. We have to play a new game to defend our position.

"Key, key" The coach yelled out a gesture to do a leg-to-foot pass without attacking. It aims to buy time.

I'll do it with friends soon. We take advantage of the free time by increasing crosses for defense and do not want to attack. B because if you force to attack then it has the potential to make us lose the ball.

*prittt*again offense is again committed by the opposing team who are upset with our time-traveling strategy.

"Sit card, from earlier you do not take out the card. Try to open his eyes, he obviously attacked very hard" Shouted annoyed because during the final game began, the card from the referee never came out for the opposing team.

But the card was issued to our team a lot. It's unfair but it has to go to the end. I kept urging him to give cards to players who committed hard fouls.

*prit, prit, prit*

"Sit card" The noise again happened in the last minutes.

Finally the referee felt desperate and took a red card to be given to the opposing team and our team who had been provoked as well. It is fair, so both players pray cards.

Though it is clear that mwrwka players who act and do excessive provocation. But the referee gave me a card too.

"Why me? " I was surprised to get a yellow card.

Though I only want justice from him to give the card punishment to the opposing player who is breaking. It's a game outside or inside the pitch not the swmulus I think.

All the words of Nature Coach there is nothing wrong, there will be times when the ball game makes me surprised by the justice is not evenly distributed.

"Hey's back, back" I shouted and tried to find some of our players to stay calm and not get any more cards.

*prit* the game re-started, now we play with 10 players as well as opposing players with the same number of players so we all draw.

*prittt*a long whistle has been rung. I ran to the coach who got on the field and immediately hugged him because we had won this match.

"Thank you coach" I cried in his arms. Likewise, the players embrace and embrace each other in the victory achieved.

"Good, you guys are so great" he shouted as he hugged us all.

My tears really broke with the welcome victory that made the stadium shake as the tension was over and we had won.

I am grateful to the creator who has given the best opportunity for me in running the match well so that he can bring the victory trophy for this time.

"Wake up, there's still time in the next day" I give respect to the opposing team who cry in defeat.

Be honorable wins by awakening and embracing the spirit of a broken opponent. Do not be a cowardly opponent because of the high day of victory and make arrogant.

"Keyyyy" Shouted Sonya who was running and I greeted her with a hug.

A festive atmosphere over victory. My eyes were looking in all directions to see if my mother and family came here to see me. Because my greatest hope is that they come and see a beautiful victory.

"Come fun" Invite a few players to cheer the victory and welcome the spectators who come to this stadium.

"Alright" We roamed the pews of supporters far from our city to the city of people.

David was also excited and greeted me with cheers. I was very happy but I was also sad because I did not see my mother and family coming.

"Keyla, Keyla" Full cheers at the stadium welcomed our victory.

After all the celebrations were over, we volunteered to receive the award. It was the first time I was proud of my achievements and wept over my struggles to this point.

In this game I got the title of best player. The unexpected, maybe because I always play calm and it's thanks to the coach as well because he believes in making me captain of the team and playing at full time.

"When mother comes, she must be proud when she lets me receive this award" I muttered while holding the award with a sense of pride dabbling.

And this is what our players and loyal supporters are waiting for and watching the game for about 90 minutes of normal time.

"The winner....... " Our team was called in with a very lively atmosphere. The cup is held tightly between the team captain and coach.

"Awhile coach" I went to call Dira who was also standing with a stick as a crutch because her injured leg could not stand perfectly.

"Where's key? "

"Call the real captain" I said.

"Come on, you are the real captain" I said and asked Dira to help lift the victory trophy.

"Thank you key" He whispered. And we lift the trophy of victory with happiness. A very important highlight adorned the ceiling of the stadium on this evening.

"Yeyyyyyy" The parents are welcome to enter the field hugging.

"Buk, sir, key wants you here" I'd rather sit on the bench knowing that mom didn't come.

"Keyyyy"

"Keyla" a very clear shout and I heard it.

"Ari, Yuri" I was very happy and ran towards the two of them. I hugged her tightly and cried on their shoulders.

"Key, congratulations son" The soft hand that came suddenly. Sweeping with affection as I hugged withri and Yuri.

"Mother, father"

"Keyyy"

"Mr" I didn't expect it to turn out that they came here to witness my success this time. I hugged her with a rain of tears filling up tonight.

"Moon, star, look. This time of the night I cried happily" My gunam spoke to them like the nights of yesterday.

The difference is that last night was full of tears and now is the cry of haru because of the happiness obtained. They are real smiles.

"Congratulations, son, you are the greatest" The gaze of a mother is very proud of her child who has succeeded even though it is still at this point.

"Finally the father brought back victory for his hometown" he hugged me tightly. His eyes were glazed but they held a thousand meanings and I knew he would not cry.

"Thank you sir, my dear Key" I returned the hug very tightly.