"It took Supreme United just twelve minutes to find the back of the net against Unique FC, Carlos came in clutch with that goal, the third time Unique FC are conceding the first goal in a match since this season kicked off." Jim articulated.
"Well, Unique FC still have a lot of time left to get back into this one but Supreme United aren't making things easy for them, just look at the way Zlensky is keeping his marks up against Harry."
That was a pretty bold move from Harry trying to dribble past the midfielder.
The two got into a bit of a struggle but Harry was able to keep his foot on the ball until Norman got close enough for him to push it to him while he was still on the floor.
Carlos quickly closed up on the right back from behind to try and take the ball from him but he was fast enough to send it rolling toward Martinez.
The defensive midfielder wasn't on the clear though because he had Roland closing up on him from behind and Foden from the front.
He had the option to send the ball to Edward a little to the left but it wasn't like the midfielder was completely free either because Pelcao was just closing up toward him.
Martinez had to send the ball rolling to him because it was the only option he had in the position he was in at the moment, and as soon as he got his foot on it, he quickly sent it rolling to Adolf.
"They're just forcing them back."
Adolf had to quickly push the ball back to Dave because of Roland and Diego who were closing up on him even before the ball got to him.
"These guys are just everywhere!" Dave snarled before sending the ball out toward the left with his first touch.
"And Dave sends it flying out, can't leave the ball in their own half with the way Supreme United are pressing them," Jim commented.
After that accuracy training he did the other day because of Catherine and the system quest, there was no way he was going to fail in getting that ball to his target, Mateo.
The winger was near the sideline when the ball got to him, and just as he brought it down with his foot, Pelcao quickly closed up on him from nowhere.
The midfielder made contact with the ball and had almost taken it from him but somehow the winger managed to gain control over the ball once again and even managed to nutmeg the midfielder.
Unique FC fans had nothing but applause to give after witnessing how the winger managed to get out of that situation, but the away fans were whistling him now.
It wasn't just some whistling from a small group of the away fans, almost all of them were doing it and it was getting really loud.
The winger tried not to pay attention to that as he raced down toward the box with the ball but he soon got his blocked by the defenders and with Pelcao behind him and Fred not being in the best position support which was a little too deep in the box, he had to send the ball rolling back to Edward who had closed up toward him a little.
"That was literally the first time he was getting the ball since the start of the match and they're whistling him," Jim commented.
"Well, I guess it was expected after everyone read that article. I think they took him out of context but anyway, it looks like it's going to be a long night for Mateo."
Martinez was slowly moving down the middle with the ball now, he was aware that both Pelcao and Foden were right on him, but just before they could get close enough to do anything, he sent the ball rolling to Roland who quickly linked it up to Mateo just before Diego could stretch out his leg toward him.
The winger quickly took off down the wing with the ball as soon as he got his foot on it but Michael wasn't giving him the space he desired so much in a situation like this.
He tried to turn and send it back to any of his teammates but they were all in really tough positions, and since he didn't want to send it all the way back, he carried on with it with the hope that he would be able to get it past Michael somehow.
It was as if the right back had choreographed his movement because he was making just the right moves to block anywhere the winger tried to put the ball through from and as a result of that, they were dragging it to the goal line now.
Once Mateo came to a dead end he tried to find a way to get past the defender just a little or maybe create some space to send the ball in, but the whistling from the fans behind wasn't really helping his case.
All it took was an attempt to force his way past the defender for him to send the ball rolling out for a corner kick but it could have been worse.
"Michael just had him locked down there, he gave him no space at all. One of those moments where Mateo looks helpless with the ball but at least he managed to win a corner kick for his team." Jim articulated.
"Well, that's the point, he's not supposed to be helpless, he was trying to do the job alone because he had no one to help him," Steve interjected. "He usually has Ferran making that run through the middle, receiving it and sending it back to him whenever he asks for it and then there's Roland who's always there to receive the ball from him whenever he thinks he can't make a dribble or isn't in the position to do so and the left back does pretty well in connecting with him or any of their other teammates.
"Roland is being followed around by Pelcao now because Edward isn't really doing anything exceptional to grab his attention and the defense can handle him fine, I think it's time for Norman to start making substitutions."
Since Ferran wasn't on the pitch now, it looked like Mateo was going to be the one to be the one taking the corner kick, and that was the chance some of the away fans got to start throwing stuff at him while they were still whistling at him.
Someone threw an empty soda at him before another one threw a bunch of trash stuffed into a plastic bag at him.
That one ended up missing the winger but just after that came flying the banana peel that ended up falling on his shoulder.
Security had to quickly step in to stop the madness and while that was enough to stop them from throwing stuff, they continued yelling at the winger.
"You talk too much when you can't even do anything against us!"
"Fraud! Your fraudulent nature will be revealed soon!"
"You will still end up losing the league to us!"
"I don't even understand why they call me fraud when I don't play for them." The winger sighed before knocking down the banana peel on his shoulder.
"Well, that's something you don't see every day, the fans are going wild on Mateo. Good thing security stepped in on time to stop that, the other players don't have to get involved in this." Jim expressed.
"I'm sure Mateo would have gotten involved if he was on the pitch."
"Yeah, just look at the way his legs are shaking right now," Jim replied. "But anyway, this is very dirty behavior from the away fans, they should have stuck to just whistling at him."
Mateo had to ignore anything that was being yelled at him from behind as he slowly took two steps backward after hearing the referee's whistle.
He quickly closed up on the ball afterward and curled it into the box hoping to get it to any of his teammates in the area but that didn't work out well for him as Conan ended up getting his head on the ball before anyone in the area.
He sent the ball flying off toward the right a little distance away from Michael.
Just as the ball bounced on the floor for the first time on the edge of the box, the left back stretched his leg to get to it but just before he could touch it, Mateo closed up on it, got his foot on it and quickly dashed past him with the ball.
The winger had a lot of players heading toward him as soon as he entered the box with the ball, but he didn't care, he just went straight for the kill.
He curled the ball toward the top right side of the goalpost and because Perez wasn't fast enough to react to that, it ended up flying straight into the goalpost.
"Oh, my goodness! He has done it!"
The winger quickly took off to the sidelines, not toward the home fans but the away fans, the ones who were whistling at him.
He joined both of his hands together to do the golf strike celebration before quickly turning his back on them with both of his thumbs pointing at his name.
"Yeah, take that all in!" He screamed before quickly turning to face them again.
Roland got to him at that time and he wasted no time in jumping on him.
"Now that's what I call sweet revenge," Steve commented.
<I have never seen him so riled up before>
'Yeah, me too.'
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