The final score added up to the first leg is 2: 2.

If São Paulo scores one more goal, he is eliminated. If it ends, he goes to penalty shootout.

It was natural that fierce fighting began at the beginning.

As the player's movement and ball control dominate the results, the players adhered to clear and lean movements.

In particular, São Paulo FC focused on concentration.

Unnecessary thoughts were shaken off and the given tactics worked out.

Although one was sent off, he did not pick up.

Disadvantage was undeniable, but tactics for 10 people.

Ten people on the ground showed a lively movement.

Compared to the first half was a noticeable change.

Team captain Brenu, in particular, coordinated the defensive formation in an orderly manner.

Hoyoung's words before the start of the second half helped me a lot.

-Brenu. Do not be burdened. The midfield will endure us.

The words instilled faith in Brenu.

It soon led to self-confidence, which began to work.

"Happina! Press it softer! Santoru will cover it in front of you! "

Left midfielder Santoru is marking Marcelo.

And after that left fullback Hafina was waiting.

So-called double mark.

He was willing to give the initiative but not allow the attack to develop by blocking Marcelo.

Avoiding unnecessary fights, but enduring to the end, Sao Paulo FC's defensive team defended the ball with an agbar.

Strong but neat pressure was slowly shining.

Hoyoung, who was frowned at the sight, bite his teeth.

Something that started to burn in my heart began to burn.

Fighting.

The spirit of the team members who burned their body with one mental power came to the emotion itself.

Scoop.

The fellowship looked at the trend of the flow.

Watching the movements of the players, I observed the development of the attack by Fluminensi.

He went down to the second line and pressed the opposition midway.

The counterattack without basic defensive power was like steamed buns without anko.

The situation was much worse for Sao Paulo.

Not just football but football for results.

It was an unfamiliar football for Ho-young who rarely played in U13.

And this was modern football.

Of course, Arsenal, who is beautiful and undefeated with Wengerball tactics, is a different story.

Sao Paulo is not Arsenal.

'We are defenders unconditionally whether we are killed or cooked.'

There is a saying in the world.

The best team wins, but the best team wins.

In other words, defense was the key to success or failure.

Ho-young chewed her lips well.

'Marcellus is quite intelligent. Even if I double block it, the left side is open little by little. '

Marcellu, despite being a Technician, had a very strategic move unlike the example.

However, he cannot build a defensive line in triple.

'Then left and right imbalances become extreme.'

This will result in the collapse of the right line.

Right now, the defense on the right was loose.

There was no stable place in any region.

And the bigger problem was stamina.

Of course, eleven people had to share the run to run with ten people, of course, had to be burdened physically.

As a result, Sao Paulo consumed more health than Fluminensi and began to face a crisis.

The crisis came in the second half of the 25th minute.

The second half of the squad was the hardest time for the youth, and Fluminentsi deliberately struck the time zone.

It was not an improvised tactic.

Everything is thoroughly prepared and calculated movements.

Indeed, it was a strategy like coach of Fluminensi's Carvalo, who was called the master of U15.

Like a predator, hiding around the claws around the target of the tired moment was the same.

For Sao Paulo, it was the best crisis in the second half.

Pluminensi's players, who had plenty of stamina, have started to make precipitation.

All Sao Paulo FC could do was just sticky.

Just patience and patience.

But that was not enough.

Fluminensi, who had total control of the midfield with a numerical and physical advantage, slowly opened the goal.

"widely! Spread your left and right as wide as possible! "

Marcelle shouted,

Exhausted to the end of the staple stamina so far, pounding the goal excitedly.

As a result, only two effective shots went off between the last 25 and 30 minutes.

Not to mention the number of breakthroughs and crosses.

At the same time, Edersong, the head of the São Paulo FC, was so desperate for his animal defenses that the two goals would have already been eaten.

Immediately afterwards, an indirect free kick declared near 30 meters did not lead to a run, but it would certainly allow a run.

The remaining time is only 10 minutes.

Sao Paulo needed a law of feud.

'Think, think.'

Hoyoung's head was busy.

Assuming your allies are surnames, your opponent is trying to capture you.

And Marcelo is the enemy.

'You must stop him.'

At that time, Carlos's voice rang out.

"Be patient until extension! 8 minutes left! "

Three replacement cards have already been used.

The current man on the field had to endure the offensive.

Carlos' voice burst out again.

"Unconditionally cooperate! Help each other! "

right.

Pain divides in half.

Ho Young swallowed a breathing breath.

'There will be a way.'

If your body reacts negatively, turn your head aggressively.

That's the only solution.

Ho Young polished his mind and observed the situation macroscopically.

'The problem is on the left too. If you hold the left wing, you can balance the defense to some extent. '

Hoyoung's gaze turned to Marcelo.

Marcelo was stubbornly looking for Santoru on the left side.

There was nothing strange at all.

However, his physical strength was not enough to go down to the third line.

A breakthrough method was needed.

Something to endure his offensive ...

"······Yes."

Hoyoung's eyes became darker.

'Let's do it. Even if there is a fall. '

Shortly after the ball was touched out, Ho Young called left midfielder Santoro.

Late 33 minutes.

Marcelo, placed on the right winger, gradually raised the tempo.

The game spread to mud fights, and there were fierce struggles between those trying to put in and those trying to stop.

But Marcelo was in a hurry.

'큭큭. Even if we go overtime, we are overwhelmingly advantageous. '

As he thought, time was on the side of Fluminence FC.

The roar of the crowd was heating up the team.

'Furthermore, Woo Ho-young is struggling to handle Oscar's share. Our team's defenders are still working! '

If you don't go to the penalty shoot-out, you have enough to win.

Marcelo recalled the coach's instructions in the first half locker room.

As soon as the opponent reaches his physical limit, raise the tempo as much as possible to get out of the opponent's pressure.

At the same time, the strategy was to pour out offensive.

And late 35 minutes.

Marcelo, who had received the ball, withdrew his sword.

The midfielder of midfield exchanged the ball and widened the space.

Build up the build by raising the tempo to extremes.

"Stick!"

At the same time Marcel broke into the back space.

Shortly afterwards, the opposition midfielder and speed race took place.

By the way.

Percussion!

"··· ?!"

It was not Marcellus who caught the ball quickly in one beat.

It wasn't Santoru either.

'우호영?'

Suddenly, Woo Ho-young was following him in the left midfielder.

And Santoru, who was supposed to be there, stood in front.

'쳇. Replace position? '

Ho-young, who is still in a good physical condition, clearly showed the intention to take over the defense.

'I will give up the attack and drag it to the penalty shootout.'

Hijuk.

Marcellu hiked the clown as if he had met well.

'This time, I step on it thoroughly.'

Marcellus, of course, was fully acclaimed for his good performance.

I wished it was the same team, not the other team.

But now is the enemy.

Only by crushing him can you stand out and lead your team to victory.

Marcelo was eager because he was already in the process of signing up for Real Madrid.

'Antonio must be in the game today.'

So you must break the goodwill.

The game lasted 37 minutes in the second half and Woo Woo-young came under pressure.

It was definitely a dull movement in comparison with the previous one, but it was a rigid and slack.

"profit···!"

Sticky.

Marcelo bites it and rushes back.

'Don't be scared, Marcelo. Stop it. '

Marcelo guided the tackle by putting on a body-fake.

But Ho Young didn't put his feet in the end.

Rather, I stepped back and kept the gap.

'Do you want to avoid recklessness?'

Unfortunately, Ho Young did not end up in temptation.

Marcelo changed his mind.

'You don't have to break through. There are many places to knock. '

Such a thing is the kind of thing that is crazy about the desire to win.

Do not overdo it, it was enough to create a space by turning the ball.

Thinking so, Marcelo turned his eyes to a friendly striker who was backing his defense.

Percussion!

Insisting a low pass with an inside kick towards the front left.

At the same time, I ran towards the back of the space to get a return pass.

But nothing happened.

"··· !!"

Swim!

Roeyoung's momentary sliding tackle blocked Marcelo's pass.

'crazy! Did you know I would pass over there? '

Ugh!

Marcelo spits up his head and raises his throat.

"I should have opened more pass angles!"

I was so angry that I gave up my mistakes.

But in fact, the person who knew best.

'Damn it. I should have had more time. '

The fact that you did it wrong is yourself.

'Oops. This is the only way to see the game in extra time ······. '

But the idea was only a breeze, and Marcelo was missing something important.

"Uh, huh?"

The possession of the ball finally passed to Sao Paulo FC.

As if to burst into the last 70 minutes, Sao Paulo FC launched a counterattack.

It was then.

"run!"

counterattack.

After returning to San San's original position, Ho-young was running forward when her face was dying.

About 1 minute left until the end of 2nd half.

Whether to go overtime or not.

It was now a problem faced by Fluminence FC.