I AM the Football Star

In the sixty-second minute, Delarre sent a direct pass to Lu Yang, who shot during the confrontation, with the football slightly missing the goal.

In the sixty-fifth minute, Moriba made a long pass from the backfield to Lu Yang, who tried a long shot, but the goalkeeper punched it out.

In the sixty-fifth minute, Morici took a corner kick and found Lu Yang accurately, but Lu Yang was double-teamed and couldn’t head the ball.

In the sixty-seventh minute, Lu Yang dribbled in from the right wing, attempting a forced shot after shaking off two players 1V2, but the ball was blocked by the Sporting Lisbon center-back.

The ball fell back, and Talista held off the opposing defender and passed the ball back to Lu Yang, who shot again, hitting the post.

Averro came back to defend and kicked the ball out of bounds.

In just seven minutes, the situation was tumultuous, and Lu Yang attempted at least five or six shots.

This included three failed dribbling attempts.

San Remo essentially handed all their offensive plays to Lu Yang.

The whole team was united, just hoping Lu Yang would score.

”The pressure is too intense! Sporting Lisbon is even using an insane three-man marking strategy!” commentator Guan Zeyuan lamented, ”How can Lu Yang score under such circumstances?”

”The San Remo players are ultimately too young and anxious.”

”French Football just wanted to use public opinion to influence Lu Yang. Unexpectedly, Lu Yang wasn’t affected, but the entire San Remo was.”

”Would it have been bad to pass the ball to Bai Zhami during those recent chances?”

”Those shots might have posed a greater threat if Talista took them.”

”The atmosphere within the San Remo team is too good; everyone hopes Lu Yang will score, but the more they hope, the less likely that goal seems.”

”Sotu’s adjustment clearly adds fuel to the fire, effectively stating his tactical plan is to let Lu Yang shoot.”

”One cannot help but question if San Remo’s past two big wins have created an illusion for them. That is, as long as Lu Yang keeps shooting, goals will definitely come, and victory is certain?”

”Football isn’t like that! Gudiola once said, football is a game where everyone can shoot, but the central forward cannot. There’s some truth in this!”

”Currently, San Remo is doing the opposite; no one else shoots, so the attack lacks variety, exposing Lu Yang’s non-top-notch sense of the ball and ball control.”

Amidst Guan Zeyuan’s complaints.

In the seventieth minute, Morici completed a midfield interception and then passed the ball to Delarre.

Delarre cleverly maneuvered the ball in a V-shape to avoid a tackle, immediately accelerating the ball and advancing about twenty meters before facing intense pressure from Lisbon’s right back.

He kept feinting but to no avail.

Seeing the ball gradually stopping.

Bang!

De Lara swung his calf, flicking the ball with the tip of his toe over the head of the opposing right back.

He wasn’t aiming to break through but was looking for a passing space.

This flick was full of flair.

Lu Yang cut inside without the ball, charging into the large penalty area.

Talista had long been waiting in the big penalty area.

Bang!

Talista leaped up.

This time, he didn’t pass but aimed to attack with a header.

When he has an excellent opportunity himself, he’ll go for the shot.

The reason it was almost always Lu Yang taking the shots wasn’t that others passed up opportunities but rather that they moved outside the penalty area or engaged in battles to create chances for Lu Yang, leaving none for themselves.

When Lu Yang shot, sometimes passing wasn’t an option.

But most of the time, there weren’t better passing options, making shooting seem more viable.

Unfortunately.

With the center-back’s challenge, Talista mistimed the header.

The ball spun quickly, neither high nor far, flying about two meters to the right.

And Lu Yang was right there.

Bang!

Lu Yang didn’t wait for the ball to fall, lifting his left foot to volley.

To strike this waist-high ball, he was leaning significantly to the right.

It was akin to a side-footed shot.

A second later, an eighth-degree tremor echoed through Miracle Stadium.

The ball, went in!

”GOAL! Finally, a goal! San Remo has equalized!”

”They have reestablished their leading position in the group. Even a draw will greatly increase their chances of advancing in the Champions League!”

”This goal was hard-earned. After twelve shot attempts, Lu Yang finally scored his first goal of the match.”

”Although the goal rate was low, at least they have a goal on the scoresheet.”

”Some might nitpick, saying Lu Yang’s goal percentage was too low in this match. But I’d argue that scoring in such a match is inherently challenging.”

”Not every striker gets twelve shot opportunities! Some frontline players lose possession over forty times in a match, yet their successful dribbles and shots combined don’t equal twelve!”

”Lu Yang’s efficiency was actually quite high; he was only compared to himself!”

”Moreover, no matter how many times Lu Yang has shot before, once he finds his scoring touch, the next goal usually isn’t far away!”

”Whether this rule will hold true today, we shall see.”

Luo Cheng was emotionally charged.

Beside him, Guan Zeyuan shook his head and said: ”I don’t think it will hold true. Sporting Lisbon’s defense has been good today, and with Lu Yang’s thirteen shots for just one goal, getting a second goal would require another ten shots at least.”

”But given the current time and scenario, Lu Yang won’t likely get ten more shooting opportunities.”