Football singularity-Chapter 453 The Biggest Cahonas

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The tension inside the stadium was unlike anything anyone had ever experienced. The chants, the jeers, the roars—it was a cacophony of emotions from every corner of the ground. Coaches nervously paced on the sidelines, their lips mouthing silent prayers. Cameras zoomed in on faces drenched in sweat and eyes filled with nervous determination.

Jamie Oliver's voice crackled over the commentary. "Well, folks, this is it. A pulsating, exhausting, and breathtaking match has come down to a penalty shootout Duel. USA versus Germany. Everything on the line."

Paul Gartner chimed in, his tone grave yet electrifying. "Two teams, one dream. And only one of them will advance. What a match this has been. But now, it all comes down to a bit of luck and whoever has the biggest Cahonas."

The two teams stood side-by-side, arms interlocked, each set of eyes focused solely on the goal ahead. The referees confirmed with both goalkeepers, Luca Unbehaun for Germany and CJ dos Santos for the USA, before making their way to the goal line. Pulisic USA's captain chose to shoot into the side where the majority of American fans were to add more pressure to their opponents.

The whistle blew, signalling for USA's first kick taker, Timothy Weah, to step forward and take his shot. The crowd's roar simmered into a tense, electric hum as he walked towards the spot. After entering the penalty area, he picked up the ball from the ground and placed it on the penalty spot. The referee gave him the go-ahead, and he took a few steps back from the ball while glancing briefly at the keeper's position.

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The referee's whistle sounded the next moment. Weah immediately acted with haste and made an angled run towards the ball taking a jump-step before smacking the ball and sending it towards the goal. His technique was immaculate as he sent Luca diving the wrong way as the ball homed into the top right corner.

A bright smile lit up his face as he pumped his fist in joy. "Brilliantly taken by Timothy Weah!" Jamie Oliver shouted; his voice filled with enthusiasm. "Absolutely no nerves on display. He's just given the USA the perfect start to this shootout."

"Composed, precise, and full of confidence. That's exactly how you want to open up a penalty shootout." Paul Gartner agreed. "The Germans have to respond now." The scoreboard updated: USA 1 - 0 Germany,

Germany's first taker, Youssoufa Moukoko, stepped forward. His gaze was calm, his expression unreadable. As he placed the ball on the spot, he glanced up briefly at CJ dos Santos before turning his focus back to the ball.

*FWEEEEEEE*

He took a casual yet powerful run-up, his body leaning to the left before whipping the ball low to the right. CJ dos Santos guessed correctly, but the shot was perfectly placed, kissing the inside of the post before nestling in the net.

"Cold as ice from Moukoko!" Paul Gartner exclaimed. "CJ dos Santos was close, but not close enough."

"Absolutely. You could see him trying to read Moukoko's body language, but the execution was just flawless." Jamie Oliver noted. The scoreboard updated: USA 1 - 1 Germany.

Next up was Giovanni Reyna the American playmaker. He Jogged with a light swagger into the box, picked up the ball and repositioned it on the spot. He took three steps back, glanced briefly at Luca Unbehaun, and then nodded at the referee as if telling him to do his job. *FWEEEEEEE* Reyna ran up and drove the ball fiercely toward the top-left corner. Unbehaun dived the right way, but the sheer power of the strike made the save impossible. The scoreboard updated: USA 2 - 1 Germany

Jamie Leweling approached the penalty spot next, his breathing steady despite the weight of the moment. As he prepared to shoot, CJ dos Santos gave him a hard, unblinking stare. *FWEEEEEEE*

Leweling hit it low and hard to the left, but CJ dos Santos anticipated it perfectly, springing low to his right and palming the ball away with both hands. The American fans exploded in rapturous celebration. "Saved! CJ dos Santos has done it again!" Jamie Oliver shouted. "The USA has the advantage now!"

"Incredible reflexes and mental fortitude from CJ. It's advantage USA for sure." Paul Gartner's tone brimmed with excitement. The scoreboard remained unchanged at: USA 2 - 1 Germany.

Now, Matteo Smith stepped forward with a confident swagger as he jogged to the penalty box. "He has scored some incredible goals in this tournament and now his nation needs him to do it again." The American fans chanted his name, hoping for their newfound hero to come through for them. *FWEEEEEEE*

He sprinted toward the ball and slammed it down the middle with devastating power. Luca Unbehaun had already dived to his left, leaving the ball to crash into the back of the net with emphatic force.

"BOOM! Matteo Smith just unleashed a rocket!" Jamie Oliver roared. "And the pressure on Germany just doubled!"

"The kid has nerves of steel. The Germans are in trouble now." Paul Gartner noted. The scoreboard updated: USA 3 - 1 Germany. Under enormous pressure, Florian Wirtz approached the spot. The crowd's noise was deafening, but the German playmaker tuned it all out.

*FWEEEEEEE*

He took a calm run-up and almost lazily slotted the ball into the bottom-right corner leaving CJ dos Santos rooted to his line. "When you talk about having Cahonas, Wirtz just proved that the pressure doesn't even exist in his vocabulary," Paul Gartner commented with a light smile as he watched Germany's number 10 just saunter away as if nothing had happened. The scoreboard updated: USA 3 - 2 Germany.

Yunus Musah was next for the USA. His expression was calm, though his shoulders tensed slightly as he approached the spot. He took a deep breath, set himself, and stared down Luca Unbehaun. *FWEEEEEEE* After the referee's whistle sounded, Yunus made an angled run towards the ball and unleashed a heavy shot towards the goal.

Unbehaun was ready though and he read it perfectly, diving to his right and pushing the ball away with a firm right hand. The USA fans felt a cold chill descend upon their being as the German fans celebrated in joy. "Saved! Unbehaun gives Germany a lifeline!" Jamie Oliver shouted. Yunus stood rooted on the spot feeling as if his world was spinning crazily, not believing what had happened.

"And they'll need to take full advantage of it now," Paul Gartner added as the scoreboard remained unchanged. Angelo Stiller was the man tasked with bringing his team back on level terms and he kept his emotions under check.

*FWEEEEEEE*

He struck the ball cleanly toward the top-left corner. CJ dos Santos guessed wrong, diving the opposite way. The net rippled as the ball buried itself in the goal. "Stiller delivers! Germany is still very much in this." Paul Gartner acknowledged. "We're all tied up again."

"Absolutely clutch from Stiller." Jamie Oliver replied. The scoreboard updated: USA 3 - 3 Germany as the Germans in attendance once again let their voices be heard. The American captain, Christian Pulisic, now approached the spot facing the brunt of the pressure.

A miss here could end it all giving Rakim the advantage he needs to spend them packing, but he did his best to remain composed. His teammates watched with bated breath, knowing how much was riding on their leader's kick. Adjusting the balls position on the spot he made sure the wasn't a blade of grass out of place.

Taking a deep breath he calmly to five steps backward his heels touching the edge of the 18-yard box. "It's the moment of truth; will he be their hero or the dragon that is slain' in someone else's heroic tale?" Paul absent-mindedly commented trying his best to fight the nerves. *FWEEEEEEE*

Pulisic made his run up quickly closing in on the ball he had set his decision to place the ball in the bottom left corner. However just as he was about to swing his foot, he watched the keeper's leg twitch in that direction seemingly getting ready to pounce. He knew he should have stuck with his choice but in the heat of the moment, his mind went blank unable to come up with any solutions.

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To Be Continued...