[Here it comes—] the co-commentator started, his voice trailing with anticipation.
Sc Veendam's defense scrambled to respond, bodies jostling for position. Mulder again leaped into the fray, but this time, it wasn't enough.
The ball found the head of Haye, whose power header sent it crashing against the crossbar with a thundering impact.
CLANG!!!
[What a chance! That could have been six!]
The ball ricocheted out, landing at the feet of Beerens, who was already in full stride. His eyes locked on the ball, and without hesitation, he whipped a first-time volley toward the goal.
[He's done it again!] Mike shouted. [Beerens on the spot, and that ball was as close to perfect as you can get]
Nienhuis managed a desperate dive, but it was far too quick, too precise. The ball slammed into the net, and the crowd's roar was deafening.
GOOOAAAAAALLLLL!!!~
