Football singularity-Chapter 461 Goal

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The intensity continued to rise, the match shifting rapidly from one end of the pitch to the other. Germany quickly reorganized after Kim Jung-min's attempt. Stiller, acting as Germany's defensive pivot, took control, methodically distributing the ball as he sought to re-establish Germany's tempo. They entered their familiar possession game, moving the ball across both flanks in an attempt to stretch the Korean defence wide.

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In the 20th minute, Wirtz found Rakim in space again, who had now drifted deeper, dropping back slightly from his advanced left-wing position. Rakim pivoted gracefully as he received the ball, immediately turning and driving forward. His first touch allowed him to push past the aggressive press from Eom Won-sang, who chased desperately behind him.

"Rakim's turning on the jets again," Paul Gartner commented, excitement tingling in his voice. "Korea has got to shut down these runs or risk punishment."

Rakim raced down the wing, head up, scanning for his options. Choi Jun cautiously stepped off, wary of letting Rakim cut inwards and turn him into a highlight reel. However, the space he gave was the time Rakim needed to pick out one of his teammates who had gotten active the moment he started driving forward.

He sent a pinpoint diagonal chipped-through ball over the last line of defence, aiming for the area Kevin Shade was running into. The right winger let the ball drop at the rightmost edge of the box before he used its bounce to flick it inwards with the outside of his left boot, cleverly bypassing Hong Hyun-Seok, skipping past his marker as he entered the box.

Shade swiftly glanced up, the goal in clear sight, the angle was tight, but he didn't hesitate to unleash a vicious strike with his stronger right foot. Lee Gwang-yeon reacted instantly, thrusting out his gloves to deflect the shot skyward. The ball soared upwards, spinning wildly before dropping menacingly into the crowded six-yard box. A chaotic scramble ensued, bodies colliding and stretching desperately to reach it first.

"Massive save again by Lee Gwang-yeon!" shouted Gartner, barely audible over the roar from the stands. "South Korea is living dangerously here!"

Amidst the frantic scramble, Moukoko lunged forward, stretching his leg out to tap the ball goalward. Just as it looked certain to ripple the net, Kim Hyun-woo threw his body heroically in the path, diverting the effort inches wide of the post.

"What incredible defending by Kim Hyun-woo!" Stewart marvelled. "He threw himself at that like his life depended on it. You can't coach heart like that."

Germany took the resulting corner quickly. Wirtz whipped in a deadly cross to the area around the near post. Youssoufa Moukoko jumped headfirst muscling Lee Jae-ik out of the way as he brought his head to the ball. The ball rocketed to the near post, smack dab into Hwang Tae-hyeon's face, who was guarding the near post.

He fell backwards following the hit, but he had done his job of stopping the ball's momentum. The stadium collectively inhaled as the ball fell to the ground, and nearby players lunged in trying to reach the ball first. Lee Gwang-yeon was the closest to the ball, though, and he wasted no second leaping across his line, smothering the ball in his hands before it could bounce up.

The crowd let out a collective breath as Lee Gwang-yeon held firmly onto the ball, quickly rising to his feet and signalling his teammates forward. Hwang Tae-Hyeon gingerly stood up, rubbing his face and receiving pats of encouragement from Kim Hyun-woo and Lee Jae-ik for his bravery.

"South Korea is walking a tightrope defensively," Gartner said, still amazed by the sequence. "Their goalkeeper has been phenomenal, but how long can they hold off this relentless pressure?"

"Credit to Lee Gwang-yeon," Stewart responded, "He's single-handedly kept his team alive, but Germany is surely sensing blood."

South Korea attempted to recompose itself, pushing slightly higher as Lee Kang-in urged his teammates forward, eager to relieve some pressure from their backline. However, their attempt to build from the back was short-lived, as Angelo Stiller broke up play again in midfield, immediately launching Germany forward with a quick diagonal pass to Rakim.

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Rakim, isolated once more against Choi Jun on the left byline just a few paces away from the opposing box. He squared his heels, touching the edge of the byline as the ball rested in between his feet.

He feinted once with a quick but subtle shift of his left shoulder as his left leg flashed over the ball, testing the defender's reaction speed. Choi, determined not to be embarrassed again, refused to dive in early, but the subtle shift of his boots on the grass as he dug in, ready to explode, didn't escape Rakim's eyes. Sensing the hesitation, as he was teasingly dragging the ball back and forth across his boots, mixing in a few step-overs as he scanned the area behind him.

His mind was running calculations of how to escape the second and third defenders upon beating his man. Seemingly having enough Choi exploded forward feet first into a mixture of a lunge and slide tackle, forcing Rakim to react in the moment. He did so by subtly lifting the ball forward diagonally with his left foot, vaulting over Choi as the ball connected with his right foot on the ground.

The moment he landed, he used his right foot to pull the ball behind his left leg, turning with the momentum, he used his other leg to drag the ball with him. The McGeady spin went off without a hitch as he broke past Lee Jae-ik, one of the Korean Central defenders, and Kim Jung-min, the defensive midfielder who tried to track back. Turning his head just as Moukoko called for the ball as he made a run towards the goal, to the box as his marker seemed to want to lock onto him.

Seeing this, Rakim's left foot stepped over the ball as he seemed to want to Ronaldo chop the ball. However, just as he was mid-swing, he changed his mind after observing that Moukoko would likely be offside by the time he made the pass. Improvising, his right leg snaked around the ball, manoeuvring it forward and around his left foot as he continued across the top of the 18-yard box.

His sudden decision left Kim Hyun-woo, who had been moving to block off the passing and shooting lane in the wrong position. Rakim was also a little off balance but managed to regain his footing the moment his left foot touched the turf, pushing forward. Without hesitation, his right foot curled a venomous shot around the recovering Korean defender, aiming for the top right corner.

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The crowd erupted in anticipation as the ball soared with a wicked spin, slicing through the air toward the far corner. Lee Gwang-yeon, seemingly superhuman tonight, was already airborne, arms stretching desperately, every muscle straining to close the gap. Time seemed to pause as all eyes tracked the trajectory, a mesmerizing curve bending perfectly toward its target.

A thunderous gasp rippled across Motor Lublin Arena as the ball smashed fiercely against the crossbar, rattling the entire goal frame. The rebound rocketed down into the turf, bouncing violently back into the crowded box. Lee Jae-ik lunged, but the bounce deceived him, skipping inches past his boot. Kevin Schade surged in from the far side, sliding in a desperate attempt to poke the ball home.

"Off the bar! Rakim denied by inches!" Gartner's voice cracked with excitement, capturing the intensity perfectly. But Kevin came to the rescue with a violent side volley hammering that ball into the particularly empty net as Lee Gwang-yeon was just springing up.

"Kevin Shade to the rescue!" Stewart exclaimed as the ball pierced the back of the net violently. "All eyes were on Rakim, and Kevin made full use of their oversight, proudly announcing his presence with a crucial goal."

Motor Lublin Arena exploded with jubilant noise as Kevin Schade raced toward the corner flag, roaring passionately in celebration, fists clenched, and arms outstretched. His teammates rushed forward, quickly enveloping him in an ecstatic group embrace near the sideline. Rakim joined moments later, grinning broadly as he wrapped an arm around Kevin's shoulders, playfully tousling his hair.

"What persistence from Germany!" Paul Gartner exclaimed, still buzzing from the drama. "Rakim did everything but score—yet it was Kevin Schade who provided the decisive finish. Lee Gwang-yeon has finally beaten!"

Stewart chuckled appreciatively, adding, "You could feel Germany's frustration building with each denial. This goal has been a long time coming—and now, the dynamics of the match shift drastically."

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To Be Continued...