The corner was awarded, and Overtoom trotted over once more, his shirt clinging to his back from the sweat.
The AZ Alkmaar players filled the 18 yard box, while SC Veendam's defenders did their best to organize themselves.
[If AZ Alkmaar keep this up,] the co-commentator mused, [we might not be done seeing goals tonight]
The referee glanced at his watch before positioning himself near the edge of the 18 yard box, ensuring everything was in order.
Overtoom placed the ball down, adjusting it slightly with his fingers before stepping back.
[Another corner for AZ Alkmaar,] Mike said, the anticipation in his voice evident. [They've been relentless tonight, and you can see it in SC Veendam's body language. They just want this game to end]
[But AZ Alkmaar?] the co-commentator chuckled. [They smell blood, Mike. And something tells me they're not done yet]
