Against All Odds: Legacy Of A Football King-Chapter 322: Full-time

Benjamin crossed low, aiming for Altidore, but Domizzi slid in, deflecting it to Pinzi. The midfielder broke, firing a pass to Maicosuel.

The substitute winger darted past Reijnen, crossing sharp. Di Natale darted in, peeling off Viergever, but his volley sailed just wide, grazing the post. The away fans groaned, scarves slumping.

[Jack whistled. Di Natale’s so close, Tony! He’s sniffing that equalizer!]

[Tony’s voice tightened. Alvarado’s heart must’ve stopped, Jack. Udinese are knocking!]

#82nd minute. AZ Alkmaar countered. Henriksen won a loose ball, firing it to Guðmundsson on the right. The winger skinned Armero, crossing low. Altidore lunged, but Benatia’s boot nicked it away, rolling to Brkić.

The keeper rolled it quick, sparking an Udinese break. Badu charged, feeding Di Natale, who spun past Gorter, 25 yards out. His shot curled, but Alvarado leaped, tipping it over.

[Tony gasped. What a save! Alvarado’s keeping AZ Alkmaar ahead!]

[Jack’s tone buzzed. He’s a wall, Tony! Di Natale can’t break him tonight!]

The corner sparked chaos. Pinzi’s delivery dipped, Danilo rising above Reijnen. His header looped high, but Alvarado backpedaled, catching it under the bar. The keeper waved his team up, chest puffed, as Gertjan Verbeek clapped from the touchline.

[Jack chuckled. Alvarado’s loving this, Tony! He’s eating these chances!]

[Tony exhaled, warm. He’s the difference, Jack. AZ Alkmaar owe him big.]

#85th minute. fɾeewebnoveℓ.co๓

Udinese pushed hard. Willians scooped a pass to Maicosuel, who darted down the right, outpacing Marcellis. His cross was low, Di Natale darting in, but Viergever threw himself across, the ball smacking his thigh and rolling out. The veteran striker spun, hands on hips, muttering to Badu.

[Jack’s voice sharpened. Viergever’s a hero, Tony! Di Natale’s getting frustrated!]

[Tony’s voice was tense. He’s got to be, Jack. Udinese are throwing everything now.]

AZ Alkmaar broke. Maher passed to Benjamin, who chopped past Pinzi with a Snake Bite. He slipped it to Altidore, who held off Danilo and fired a low shot. Brkić dove, palming it wide.

The corner came—Benjamin’s delivery curled, but Domizzi headed clear, sparking an Udinese counter.

[Tony’s voice surged. Altidore’s hunting that third! Brkić’s unreal!]

[Jack clapped, grinning. Seven saves, Tony! He’s keeping Udinese in the fight!]

#89th minute.

Udinese threw everything forward. Badu drove through midfield, shrugging off Elm’s press. He fed Armero, who tore down the left and crossed deep.

Di Natale leaped, outjumping Reijnen, but his header clipped the bar, bouncing into the stands. The away fans groaned, Guidolin kicking the turf.

[Jack whistled. So close, Tony! Di Natale’s inches from leveling it!]

[Tony’s voice tightened. AZ Alkmaar are living dangerously, Jack. That was a warning!]

The fourth official signaled five minutes added. The crowd roared, a wall of noise, urging AZ Alkmaar to hold firm. Guðmundsson picked up a loose ball, sprinting down the right.

He crossed low, but Benatia intercepted, booting it to Pinzi. The midfielder broke, feeding Maicosuel, but Viergever’s tackle was clean, rolling the ball to Alvarado.

[Tony’s voice lifted. AZ Alkmaar are managing this, Jack! They’re so close!]

[Jack’s tone matched him. They’re digging deep, Tony. Udinese are running out of time!]

#93 minute.

Udinese pushed again. Willians fired a long ball to Di Natale, who chested it down and spun past Gorter. His shot was fierce, 20 yards out, but Alvarado dove, gloving it wide.

The corner came—Danilo rose, but Reijnen headed clear, sparking an AZ Alkmaar break. Benjamin sprinted, chopping past Badu with a step-over, but Domizzi slid, forcing a throw.

[Jack’s voice surged. Alvarado again! He’s shutting Di Natale down!]

[Tony exhaled. Massive, Jack! AZ Alkmaar are hanging on by their fingernails!]

#95th minute.

AZ Alkmaar searched for a third. Maher scooped a pass to Altidore, who held off Danilo and laid it back to Henriksen. The midfielder darted forward, firing from 25 yards.

The shot dipped, but Brkić tipped it over, the bar rattling. The corner fizzled—Domizzi headed clear, and Udinese broke.

[Tony gasped. Brkić’s a superhero, Jack! AZ Alkmaar can’t break him!]

[Jack laughed, mic shaking. Eight saves, Tony! He’s a one-man fortress!]

#96th minute.

Udinese made one last push. Pinzi fired a pass to Maicosuel, who darted past Marcellis. His cross was sharp, Di Natale peeling off Viergever.

The striker’s volley was low, but Alvarado sprawled, gloving it wide. The corner came—Badu rose, but Gorter headed clear, the ball rolling to Elm.

[Jack whistled. Alvarado’s a rock, Tony! Di Natale’s got no answer!]

[Tony’s voice was tense. He’s saving AZ Alkmaar, Jack! What a performance!]

AZ Alkmaar countered. Elm passed to Benjamin, who sprinted down the left, chopping past Willians with a La Croqueta. He crossed low, aiming for Guðmundsson, but Benatia slid, deflecting it out.

The throw went to Henriksen, who fired it to Altidore. The striker turned, but Danilo muscled him off, the ball rolling to Brkić.

[Tony’s voice surged. AZ Alkmaar want to seal it, Jack! They’re so close!]

[Jack’s tone was electric. They’re fighting to the end, Tony! Hold on!]

Udinese tried one final break. Armero sprinted, crossing deep. Di Natale leaped, but Reijnen matched him, heading clear. The ball landed with Pinzi, who took a touch too many. Elm slid in, winning it back as the whistle blew.

Fweeee!~ Fweeeee!~ Fweeeeeee!~

[Tony exhaled. Full time! AZ Alkmaar 2, Udinese 1!]

[Jack’s voice buzzed. What a win, Tony! Altidore’s goal, Benjamin’s spark, and Alvarado’s heroics—AZ Alkmaar are flying!]

The stadium erupted, fans leaping, scarves flying. Altidore jogged to the stands, fists pumping. Benjamin joined him, clapping the crowd, sweat dripping.

Di Natale walked off, head high, muttering to Maicosuel. Gertjan Verbeek shook Guidolin’s hand, a quick nod between them.

[Tony leaned back, warm. Massive win, Jack. Altidore’s finish, Benjamin’s magic—AZ Alkmaar are in the driver’s seat now.]

[Jack chuckled, sipping water. Don’t sleep on Alvarado, Tony. He stopped Di Natale cold. This team’s got guts.]

The players trudged off, the crowd still singing. Replays of Altidore’s goal flashed on the big screen, the post’s echo haunting Udinese. AZ Alkmaar’s knockout hopes soared, sealed by a gritty, thrilling victory.