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Chapter 380 Japan u17 vs Senegal u17 end

Right now, the audience seated behind the post of the opposing team had the best view ever. They could witness this breathtaking scene firsthand, up so close.

To them, for a moment it felt as if the time had slowed down as they watched this incredible scene with their eyes wide open.

It was truly a blissful moment for them.

Due to the spin on the ball, it curled toward the opposite top corner, sailing high above the head of the opposing keeper.

Regardless of its height, the opposing keeper still attempted to somehow reach the ball. But, despite his efforts, he still fell a little short as he failed to obstruct its path.

Swoop!!

The ball then effortlessly glided inside the post.

"Gooooooooaaaaaaaalllllll"

At once as the ball touched the back of the net, those anxious fans who had been waiting for this moment for quite a long time erupted forth from their seats, shouting at the top of their lungs. Overcome with jubilation, they simply couldn't hold back themselves from celebrating like crazy.

Immediately after scoring this goal, Hiro rushed towards the sidelines to celebrate his goal. Getting close to the sidelines, he paused all of a sudden. Then he mimicked a gesture as if he was drawing a katana. Then he made a gesture as if he was raising his katana high above.

"Hyoooooooooooo!!!" He yawped as he swung his imaginary katana.

The crowd went wild upon witnessing his unique celebration. And soon his teammates caught up to him as well.

"Magnificent, simply magnificent. He has done it once again," the commentator sounded quite energetic at the moment.

However, he wasn't the only one who appeared to be rejuvenated. Right now, the entire stadium was pulsating with the cheerful voices of the Japanese fans.

Well, why wouldn't they be happy? It was the second goal for their team and that too against an opponent who was way above their league.

Many had predicted their loss, but right now with this goal, not only were they winning the match, but they had also doubled their lead.

Not only did this goal provide them with assurance, but it was also a beacon of hope for them. It was a much-needed crucial goal for them that could very well determine their fate in the tournament.

Even though more than 20 minutes were remaining on the clock, they were celebrating almost as if they had scored the last-second winning goal.

And, upon looking at their celebratory gestures, many would probably think they're being overly dramatic. But, if only one would put them in their shoes, they'd realize the true worth of this goal.

Completely engrossed in the jubilant atmosphere around him, Hiro who had made this moment happen was thoroughly enjoying this moment to its fullest without any reservation. Alongside his teammates, he was celebrating his goal, sharing this precious moment with his fans.

And, the whole crowd who supported Japan was responding as well. Cheering on him, they were showing their full support and appreciation. They were truly grateful to Hiro.

For a while, the celebration raged on and off the field. And, it didn't show any signs of slowing down either as they remained equally energetic and loud as they were at the beginning of the celebration.

Eventually, due to the raging celebration, the referee had to intervene.

And, only then did their celebration finally come to an end. But, the referee's intervention came at a price as they were warned of time wasting.

"Everyone return to your position," the referee intoned, sounding somewhat grumpy.

Since the referee spoke in English, not many of them could get what he was trying to convey. But, even if they couldn't understand him, they could vividly see his irritation. And, based on his expression and tone, they could tell that he wasn't complimenting them.

Responding to the referee's call, they all then stopped their celebration. Apologizing to the referee, they then headed back to their position to resume the match.

"Sorry sir"

"Sorry sir"

"We won't do it again"

For sure, they could tell that he was warning them against time wasting. They had simply lost track of the time because of the ongoing celebration.

But now as they came back to their senses, realization dawned upon them.

"How could we lose track of time?"

"Damn!!"

"We celebrated quite a lot"

Murmuring such, they all rushed to their position. They just couldn't afford to stroll since they had already wasted a lot of time.

"Seems like the Japanese players were so lost in the moment that they just lost track of time. Hahaha...., it's good to enjoy but you ought to be careful," the commentator made fun of them.

'Let's go for a hattrick' Determination flashed in Hiro's eyes as he looked up at the scoreboard.

It was already his second goal, and it was only natural for him to want more. Normally, he'd have been satisfied as long as his team won the game, but for some reason after scoring this second goal, he couldn't resist this urge to score a hat trick today.

Then as everybody assumed their position, the referee glanced at his watch before blowing the whistle that he had trapped in between his lips.

Beep!!

As the shrill sound of the whistle echoed, the match resumed in full swing.

After conceding this recent goal, opposing players appeared even more furious. And, the look on the face of their coach wasn't quite docile like before. With his brows knotted into a frown, he was shouting commands to his players.

It appeared to be a completely different side of his that he hadn't shown until now. Not only for the audience but even for his players as well.

However, as the game progressed, he only became even more agitated. Despite his player's relentless attack, they still couldn't get even a goal back. And, the situation became even more bleak as the clock ticked.

And just like this despite their effort to change the outcome of the game, they still lost the match at the end with a two-goal difference, failing to penetrate the defense of the opposing team even once.

Beep!!

The referee then blew his whistle, announcing the end of the game.