"Wait, what?!"
"A clearance? Defense, get it done!"
Honestly, the first instinct that all the players on the pitch had right now was that this was just a normal clearance. After all, Morita did so under the pressure of one Mainz player, and it seemed like he didn't look at the spot where he sent the ball to before whacking it randomly.
That was why no one really took this seriously, with the Mainz players just warning their defender to receive it properly, or it would take too much time to get the ball back to the frontline if a mistake happened.
However, only one player knew what was inside Morita's mind, and that person was none other than Mark Uth, the goal scorer who was currently running with every last bit of the stamina that still remained in his body.
"Well, I cannot say that I will always give you a chance, but if you see me holding the ball, start running. If you are in a decent position, the ball will be flying toward you."
