Chapter 411 Unfeeling Mind II

Chapter 411 Unfeeling Mind II

In the Oporto locker room, the manager was going into the game plan for the second half and giving each player instructions on how they should play in the second half that would help the team to further their lead and move out of the reach of their opponents.

The players were listening intently to the manager, even the players who weren't in the starting line-up.

Everyone except one person... Jason.

Not to say that he wasn't listening, but he felt more like a spectator of the tactical meeting rather than a participator and it wasn't difficult to figure out why.

Originally Jason was a person that indifferent to Oporto and was never a fan of the clu or anything of the sort, but things changed when he joined the club.

He began to root for them and hoped for their success in every way, but now that he wanted to leave, he was slowly losing his positive emotions for the club and considering how he was mentally wired, this was easier for him than most people.

Not to mention that he had experienced this quite a few times in his past life, though for some reason, something told him that he wouldn't completely lose all his positive emotions to the club.

This was his new beginning after all, and this was where he first felt the love of football fans on a large scale so Oporto would have a special place in his heart at the end of everything, but things couldn't remain the same.

Another thing Jason noticed was that Mylo scoring no longer bothered him as much... at least not to the point of making him want to rage, but rather it ignited a desire to outplay him on all levels and crush him with his own performance.

He wanted the gulf between them to be so wide that no one would dare to put the two of them in the same sentence. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

He wanted the gulf to be as wide as the range between a player like Christiano Ronaldo to a player like Antony... No comparison at all.

Soon, all five people he planned to sub on were warming up on the sidelines and he began subbing them on one after the other in intervals.

#80th minute...

The match was slowly nearing an end, but both teams were still going hard at each other, each player trying to leave his mark on the game.

The new substitutes on the field were doing their parts and did not disappoint their coaches with each new player doing his best to hinder their opponent and show off their presence on the field and for a while, the match settled into a deadlock with both teams going at each other, but neither team managing to register another number to the scoreline.

Suddenly, the Oporto players shifted to a new gear and pushed harder at their opponents, stunning their opponents with the sudden shift and rendering them unable to respond.

Before the Familicao players knew what was going on, the Oporto players had moved the ball steadily past them and the ball was already rolling towards Mylo who skillfully used his first touch to confuse his marker and create enough space for a shot.

Once the marker was out of the way, his leg swept at the ball powerfully without hesitation and sent it smashing into the bottom right corner of the goal, leaving the Familicao goalkeeper tumbling all over the floor, unable to stop the shot.

{GOAL!!!}

{Surely now, it's all over!}

{No way back!}

{Oporto may be far from home, but they definitely do not hesitate to stamp their authority!} the commentator shouted racuously as the Oporto players erupted in celebration with Mylo, the goal scorer being the center of attention.

On the Oporto bench, Jason watched all this silently with his hands tucked into his coat pockets, his face not flinching in the slightest despite the infectious joy spreading around among his teammates.