Chapter 184: 183 - Hakimi
Luckily, Jimenez had foreseen that Brighton, despite having a possession style of play, might have moments during the game against Real Madrid where they couldn't have that style of play, so he prepared his players to be more reactive and adapt to that game, being able to defend.
That Brighton trained this new style of play only to play against Real Madrid was one reason Daniel and Luiz Fernando were performing so much better than normal. This system of play favored them.
The English team's attitude surprised even the commentators. Although the Spaniards kept more of the ball, it was Brighton who showed greater tactical discipline and adaptability.
However, Hakimi, the Real Madrid right-back, was one of the most active players on the pitch. Whenever he received the ball from Óscar Rodríguez, he sped into the opposition half with an impressive burst of pace. Aidan had contained his attacks so far, but Hakimi was far from giving up.
In the 21st minute, Hakimi received the ball once again near midfield. Instead of immediately going on the attack, he calmly controlled the ball, raised his head, and analyzed the mood of the players on the pitch. Lucas, watching from afar, realized that Hakimi had an incredible ability to read the game. His positioning and the way he calculated his attacks weren't impulsive - they were extremely calm and thoughtful.
Suddenly, Hakimi took a dry touch on the right and took off at an absurd speed. Aidan tried to keep up, but was taken by surprise by the sudden start.
Hakimi passed like lightning, leaving Aidan behind. He followed up with the ball at his feet, evaded Felix, who came to cover and, before Luiz Fernando could cut him off, delivered a dangerous low cross to Borja Mayoral inside the area.
Mayoral leapt and headed the ball in, forcing Anton to make a miraculous save!
The Brighton goalkeeper reacted reflexively and saved the ball for a corner.
The Real Madrid fans lamented the missed chance, while the Brighton players breathed a sigh of relief.
Lucas frowned. That move by Hakimi was something special. His acceleration time, his change of pace and his precision in crossing were impressive. And more than that, he could see a pattern - all the most dangerous moves came from Hakimi's feet, even if Óscar was the brains of the team. Your journey continues at My Virtual Library Empire
Without a doubt, Lucas also knew about Hakimi's future. Growing up in the Real Madrid youth system, Hakimi couldn't find a place and left Real Madrid for PSG after he became a player. As a result, he became teammates with talented players such as Neymar, Cavani and Mbappe. And he was also one of the main, if not the main, player in the Morocco national team, a team that was on the rise after a great 2022 World Cup.
Hakimi was one of those rare talents to find, and Lucas didn't want to let an opportunity like this pass him by.
"If I can copy his start..." Lucas thought with a smile at the corner of his mouth and a hand on his chin.
In the 26th minute, Real Madrid had another chance. Óscar Rodríguez won the ball back in midfield and quickly set up Hakimi on the right once again. This time, the Real Madrid full-back didn't wait and went straight for Aidan, who tried to get into a better position. However, Hakimi, in a sudden gesture, stepped on the ball, pretending to cut inside and, at the last second, took off for the end line, leaving Aidan on the ground.
Lucas saw it in slow motion. Every movement, every micro-change in Hakimi's body, the way he unbalanced the defenders with his skill... And then a familiar sound rang out in his mind.
[Skill <Copying Genius> activated!]
[Copy Condition: Irritate Hakimi to the point of making him lose his temper..]
He widened his eyes. "Really? I have to annoy you to copy this skill? Well, it's not the first time this skill has asked me to... But why always with players who seem so nice?"
Lucas looked at Hakimi, who was dominating the right side of the pitch. If he wanted to learn that technique, he would have to provoke the Moroccan somehow.
Hakimi crossed another ball into the box, but the Brighton defense cleared it away. Lucas saw it as an opportunity.
"Is that all you've got? You run well, but your crosses are too easy for us!" Lucas teased.
Hakimi glanced at Lucas, clearly surprised by the provocation. "We'll see next time," he replied coldly in heavily accented English.
The game continued.
Lucas knew he needed to be more incisive. Every time Hakimi picked up the ball, he moved closer, pretending to go for the tackle, only to thwart his advances with subtle tackles or quick interceptions. He knew that to annoy him; he had to be a thorn in his side.
In the 33rd minute, Hakimi received a pass from Óscar and set off on another run.
Lucas, instead of retreating, advanced straight at him, blocking his route and forcing him to change direction.
Hakimi tried to cut inside, but Lucas put his body in front and stole the ball cleanly.
"I got that one, Hakimi. What a shame, eh?" Lucas teased.
Hakimi mumbled something and hit the ground with his right heel, clearly beginning to lose patience.
Lucas smiled. He was almost there.
In the 39th minute, Real Madrid was awarded a free-kick in the attacking half. Hakimi received the ball and tried to speed up and down the line, but Lucas once again got ahead of him and blocked him. This time, as well as stealing the ball, Lucas also gave Hakimi a light touch on the head as he passed him.
"Looks like it's not your day," Lucas said with a smile.
Hakimi snorted and pushed Lucas lightly on the shoulder. "You're too arrogant for someone who plays for such a small team." He said and continued walking, as if the touch had been accidental.
[Condition completed! Skill <Explosive Acceleration> copied!]
Lucas let out a breath of air through his nose, but inside he felt guilty for having been so annoying to Hakimi.