The Ball Behind the Love of the Court
118. Defeating Ana

This defeat is not the end of everything. We still have time to change things up and score. They can be proud of this victory but we must not lower our self-esteem to look weak.

"Key you can do it. Nothing is impossible because everything will happen if you continue to struggle" I muttered to myself in my heart to calm the emotions that were stirring at the moment.

Losing a win in a match is common. But what is unusual is losing when the game is not over it is a shame.

"I know yesterday we had fun with the victory but this time we have to fight again. Never forget that the game will continue to roll until the champion can be determined" said Coach Jaka.

Which coach is not angry if at half-time is already behind. But that anger was the pump for as we came back out.

*brak*all eyes were shocked by Coach Jaka's snapping that was starting to get emotional.

I took a deep breath so I could calm down. Once again I tried to raise my head and be strong to face it.

"Now it's up to you. I want you to introspect yourself from that failure. I want you to see what mistakes have been made" Coach Jaka and the coaches out of this room.

I'm sure they're out to give us a chance to lift each other up and rebuild the family. I'm sure they won't leave us in a bad state.

"Why are you still down, let's raise your heads. We still have time, don't we?" They nodded as I asked. Slowly his face went back.

There is no failure to be overcome unless we start to rise up and fix all the failures to get better.

"Do you remember our journey here so far? " Everyone nodded and looked at me sharply.

"You've been complaining about the practice for a while, about the lodging and about the food" they tried to recall the beginning of our trip here.

I don't remind them to make them sad. But I want them back in the spirit that our struggle through all should not be in vain. That word was the only way for them to rise.

"Remember, play with the heart. Not just to find a thrill. Here we are a team not alone. In your heart is the name of this team. So is it in my heart" My voice stood up loudly to enter their hearts.

This time it was me who had to take over to strengthen each other. If they keep quiet then completely this team will lose. I'm not a great player, but our mental problems must be strong.

"You know, victory is a dream of all of us. I want us to be tigers in the field by relying on his ferocity. And there comes a time when we are also kancil with his ingenuity" I said

Not all players have to be tigers, there are times when they also become deer who play cleverly to ensure the opportunities given. Even all players must have intelligence in composing attacks in the middle of the field.

"You said Key, I agree. Now wait especially, do you agree with his words" said Rika the captain. After I spoke, she also shared encouraging words for us.

"We're not pecundnag"

"Yes, we are steel. And no one can penetrate our home easily"

"We must be strong, dare to fight it out" The spirit words one by one of them that were shouted out loudly while burning each other's souls.

This time they got up by encouraging themselves. All of them shouted with their respective arguments to wake their sleeping tigers.

"Are you guys ready?" Ask me out loud

"Ready, we're ready to face it"

"We're ready, and we can"

"The spirit" Shouts together in the dressing room build a spirit that blazes like fire.

We believe resurrection is the key to victory. Staying behind in the first half was not easy because we had to catch up. It does not rule out the possibility we can because of the great compactness.

No time is wasted. We use it with common sense and passion. Suppose that at this time we are willing to hold the embers to run so that the embers do not burn this broken hand.

"Good, you've built your family. I want you not to fall asleep on the field anymore. I want to see you open your eyes and heart. You can" Coach Jaka and the other coaches come in.

Looks like they heard our spirit flaring in the dressing room. Nothing is in vain if ourselves encourage and pour the fire of victory. Then the struggle will be easy with a goal that becomes one.

He gave an injection of spirit back to his students. Positive energy he continues to use so that his students become enthusiastic. This time Coach Jaka spoke slowly from heart to heart for us players.

"Remember, your parents are waiting at home just to hear your success here" Everyone reflected on Coach Jaka's words including mine. Heart-wrenching words to release emotions and recall.

Our goal here is not to give up but to win and play well. If it is not a windfall does not bring kemengan, at least we managed to carry the name of this team honorably.

"Shout" Coach Jaka told us

"Aaaaaaaaaa" Everyone shouted loudly.

This is always done by Coach Jaka to relieve tension in players who have experienced defeat or when playing under pressure.

The second round of matches began immediately. We've done the shouting to relieve the pressure and the burden in the heart. This time we will do anything and fight desperately to get into the final.

"The spirit of friends" Ani's shout sounded quite loud. I turned to her and smiled, because she could only give her spirit from there.

All the players walked into the field. Ana was still seen mocking me, and even some of her co-children were mocking our players. Provocation they continue to do blatantly.

Luckily Coach Jaka gave us instructions to keep calm. In this team I am the one with high emotions. But when remembering mother, those emotions for a moment instantly subsided. I have to be careful not to get hooked easily.

*prittt*

The second round of whistle has begun. We prepare to get into each position by playing the same formation with different tactics.

The game this time all have to dare to run without the ball, especially in the front line must be ready to run without the ball and control well. While the back must be ready to provide a breakthrough bait.

"Key, front"

"Yes"

"Gollll" Our cooperation came to fruition in the 67th minute. Several times our ball managed to be thwarted by the opposing team's defensive wall. And in the end we scored.

"Keylaaaa" Shouted ita who approached me. We all embrace each other and celebrate together and do not forget to bow down first.

"Abii" I shouted at Ani and signaled that we gave him one goal for him who was resting in a wheelchair.

The score was 1-1 in the second half. Nothing is impossible if we work well together. Ani who was on the bench shouted with excitement. We got more excited when the goal was nested in the opponent's goal.

When I looked at Ana, she yelled in annoyance at her teammates, as if she was the best player so they blamed each other.

*pritt* match resumed. I was always on the lookout for attacks made by the opposing team. Ana also builds attacks. They start playing rough including Ana.

*brakk* I fell and rolled over when Ana accidentally bumped into me.

"Aaaaa" I cried out in pain as my hand sprained. My body rolled because Ana's hard drive felt very deliberate.

"Rasain, so don't be pretentious to face me" Ana said with a sly smile looking at me.

Ana's treatment almost made our team emotional. Indeed, their initial purpose was as a provocation so that we vent anger and get a card. But it's not that easy because we've been trained, so do I who always remember mom.

"Coach's hands" I told the medical team that came to treat.

Soon they do first aid. Even though this hand hurts, I still force myself to continue the game.

"Easy, how? "

"Good Coach, continue" I said and returned to my feet aided by friends.

"Hey, relax. Don't be provoked by emotions" I said to them. Usually I am easily provoked by emotions, but this time I have to win for Ani.

Eventually they calm down and Ana gets a yellow card for a deliberate foul by her. His gaze was getting sneaky at me. I have to be careful when I stop him.

I also have to endure this pain in order not to affect my game. I have to stay in the time that remains. The reopening began, this time we formed a targeted strike point.

Returning to try and keep trying even though the kick and attack successfully thwarted by the opposing team. We really did get up from fatigue. The kick shot quickly into the opponent's goal.

"Gollll" Shouts of goals echoed in the middle of the field and also on the bench. We managed to add goals in the minutes. A beautiful game for a beautiful result. Temporary scores can be changed to 2-1.

"Good Sela, beautiful kick" said I to Sela who played as a midfielder replacing Rani. It turns out that Sela's game is no less great with Rani. He deserves to be the first team in the next game.

The whistle is not over, the sign of the goal can be done by anyone. So our team has to be really careful and vigilant and improve the focus so as not to concede. If we can add goals to secure the position.

"Down, down, not to the middle of it all" Shouted Coach Jaka beside the field. Everyone was already panicking when they saw the opposing team making an attack in the final minutes.

There were anxious gazes, alarms, and scuffles to shout so that we could withstand the attacks from them and not make any mistakes.

All the troops went back to the back to secure the goal. Kick after kick in the overlay and me in charge at the back is also assisted by the midfielder.

There was even only one free-standing assailant in the middle of our arena border. All players retreated backwards to repel the attack. Their kicks keep failing because I always throw them in any direction.

"Rika, Rika, hitang" Shouted Rika as she looked at the opposing player standing free. Rika finally confronted me, while Ana faced me.

*prittt*

"Aaaaaa, yeyyyyy" Tension into a cry of perfection. We are very grateful and have not forgotten to give thanks. The struggle in the middle of the field is over and we are into the final which will be held tomorrow.

"Yeeeeeyyy, Coachhh" the players either core or reserve as well as the coaches come on to the pitch happily.

We screamed and surrounded the field with pride. We are very happy to enter the final and beat the representative team from this city. Not to forget some of us hugged the opposing team to show them respect.

"Ana wait" I approached Ana who got up from her seat and wanted to leave the field.

"What, you want to mock me for losing right? "

"What am I making fun of you, it's no use" I said.

"Then what do you want, my team has lost" Ana again pushed me hard.

"I ran away from school because of you, I lost and didn't make the final because of you" He yelled at me loudly and felt that it was all my fault.

"It's fate, I'm not here to make a fuss. I just want to encourage you because there is still a match to win the third place" I tried to calm his heart. Because I don't think it's appropriate for a crime to be repaid with a crime either.

"What do you care about me? "

"Because we were once a team, I never considered you an enemy. But I always thought I was family even though it was" I left Ana.

Actually I wanted to hug him to give encouragement, but the response he gave was clear that he hated me very much. I don't understand the thoughts that continue to hate me, even though I think life is ordinary. Why harras hates me.

"Yra"

"Keyyy, yeyy we're going to the final keyyy" I and Ira hugged each other while shouting out loud to feel the victory to get into the final. We both walked towards Ani who had fun but just sat on the bench.

"East"

"Finally, finall" Ira and Ira were ronaldo-style in front of Ani while jumping as usual when we played in the room. Though my hands still hurt, but stupidly I did not care about it so I jumped up looking quite in pain.