"Fuck!"
"Come on, Morita!"
All the people on the stand jumped immediately when they saw the shot was taken by the boy. The distance was far from the penalty box, about ten meters away. If it was anyone else, this would be considered a reckless decision. However, everyone trusted Morita to pull some miracles here.
All eyes followed the ball on the pitch as it moved so fast like a bullet, and the next thing they knew, Werder Bremen's goalkeeper couldn't even touch the ball, as it slammed into the top left of the goal, giving Schalke the third goal of the game.
"AAAAH!" Morita roared instantly the moment he saw the ball go in. He rushed toward the stands, jumping through the commercial board, and spreading his arms while still screaming, "COME ON!" He waved at the supporters there, asking for more cheers.
"YES, MORITA! That's how you do it!"
"I know you can do this! Haha! This is crazy!"
