C8 Anthony's Commentary

"It's Abram!"

Just moments ago, Anthony had learned the names of Suren and Abram, so when he witnessed the young black player unleash a stunning world ball, he couldn't contain himself and shouted in excitement.

"A Coiling Golden Hook! It's in! And again! This slender black kid has just doubled his score. With a Coiling Golden Hook, he's netted another point for their team. Oh my god, my heart's racing. Can someone tell me where this team hails from?

Why does it feel like I'm watching the World Cup or the UEFA Champions League final?"

At this point, Anthony was nearly overwhelmed by the excitement of the continuous spectacular goals. It must be said that these two offensive plays showcased a level of skill befitting the top leagues. Even at his best, Anthony couldn't have matched this performance, and he had never experienced anything like it in his career.

"The total time for both goals is less than 180 seconds. Such rapid scoring is a rarity in professional matches, let alone with unconventional techniques like the Coiling Golden Hook and the world ball."

After regaining his composure, Anthony resumed his commentary with a steady voice.

"We've turned the camera to the coach's bench. Huh? Wasn't the head coach of Sandalwood School supposed to be a fresh graduate? Why do we see a middle-aged man in his forties?"

Lucian, despite being wealthy and well-maintained with hardly a wrinkle on his face and a fit physique, had been plagued with worries over the disappearance of the system. His constant stress had prematurely turned his hair white, and at just over forty, he already had a full head of white hair.

"The head coach of Sandalwood School remains remarkably composed. The two high-caliber attacks and goals haven't elicited any visible joy from him. Could it be? He's signaling for another offensive play."

With less than a minute remaining before the Copy Card expired, all players except for Suren, Abram, and Arnold were channeling their counterparts from Tarragona.

When Millenium High launched another offensive, they effortlessly intercepted the ball and initiated a counterattack. Glancing at the system's countdown, with less than thirty seconds left, Lucian was nearly grinding his teeth in tension. If the camera zoomed in closer and with higher definition, viewers would see the bulging veins on his temples.

Drawing on their past two encounters, the players of Millenium High implemented a stifling defense against Suren's trio. Each was closely marked by three players, making it impossible to even consider passing the ball out wide.

Suren made several attempts to break through with the ball, but each time he managed to get past one player, he was quickly shut down by another. Desperately searching for an open teammate, he found no chance to take a shot.

Gritting his teeth, he decided to go it alone. With the ball at his feet, he channeled the peak prowess of Rijkaard and swiftly carried it into the opponent's half. Closing in on the goal, less than twenty meters away, he opted to take the shot.

"Unable to find a good passing opportunity, Suren went for a solo approach, advancing to the goal and taking the shot! Oh no! The ball's gone over!"

Regrettably, at the moment he shot, the Copy Card's effect expired, causing his attempt to veer off course and strike the crossbar.

"It's Abram! Abram scores! Within five minutes, Abram has notched a hat-trick, securing the third goal for his team. They're now leading three-nil!"

Luckily, as Suren made his solo run, Abram was also making a beeline for the goal. Although not as quick as Suren, he arrived just in time to catch the ball as it rebounded outside the penalty area.

Even without Basten's influence, Abram's natural talent for shooting shone through. The opposition's goalkeeper, having dived for Suren's attempt, was still grounded, and the defenders had all shifted to mark Suren.

With the defenders trailing behind him, Abram seized the perfect shooting opportunity. Relying on his own skill, he flawlessly directed the ball into the net.

Before the team could even begin to celebrate the goal, Lucian called for a substitution. He brought Abram off, opting for a sturdier substitute with a stronger defensive presence.

"The coach of Sandalwood School has made a substitution. He's taken Abram off, the young man who's just scored a hat-trick and shone as the brightest star of today's game. I'm confident that he's destined to make his mark on the world football stage."

Watching Abram bask in the cheers as he made his way to the bench, Anthony couldn't help but feel a profound sense of admiration welling up inside him.

"Mr. Anthony, how do you view the current situation?"

The host posed a question to Anthony.

"Well, let's see. Based on today's performance, Millenium High remains one of the strongest teams, without a doubt. However, it's unfortunate that their opponents, Sandalwood School, have performed beyond our expectations."

"Before the match began, I believe no one anticipated that Sandalwood School's coach's tactics or the players' abilities would be so exceptional. I won't go into too much detail about the players' skills, but even those unfamiliar with football could recognize their talent.

Not only did Suren, Arnold, and Abram put on a spectacular show, but the rest of the team also demonstrated professional-level awareness and capability in both their defense against Millenium High's offense and in their counterattacks.

In comparison, their performances were somewhat eclipsed by the brilliance of those three teammates. I'm convinced that any one of them could be considered a prodigy if placed in a Super League youth team. With their current abilities, they're ready to play in professional matches."

The host clearly didn't anticipate Anthony giving such high praise to Sandalwood School's team.

"And what about the coach's tactics you mentioned earlier? How would you explain that?"

"To be honest, their coach's use of a formation with four defenders, five midfielders, and one striker, which we can refer to as the 4-5-1 formation, is unprecedented in football worldwide."

"This formation clearly emphasizes defense. I initially thought it was a conservative strategy adopted out of necessity due to the strength of the opponent. It turns out I was mistaken. Their coach has immense confidence in his team.

His aim in choosing this formation wasn't out of conservatism but rather stability. With a team capable of overpowering the opposition, he opted for a steady approach, leaving no room for counterattacks, thus ensuring a sustained advantage all the way to victory.

Moving forward, I don't expect him to let his team press the attack rashly. Instead, he'll likely maintain this lead and securely see the match through to its conclusion."