Elian watched from the right, his boots itching. He and Santos were to act as counter targets, since their ball carrying and dribbling was top notch, so they weren't really supposed to drop way back and engage in the marking.
However, he was getting uncomfortable now, the ball was lingering in his own half, and it felt like they didn't have enough help back there.
"Damn this."
Elian Gritted his teeth as he rushed back, sprinting to close Mark down, his heart beating very fast.
He didn't have a wealth of experience, this was only his second game in Laliga. At this moment, he wasn't sure whether to keep on playing to instructions or to act out of instructions. For now, he was doing whatever came to mind.
Mark saw him coming.
"That Kid's fast"
Mark tried a feint, dragging the ball left with his sole, it was a good dribble move, but not against Elian. He wasn't a defender, so he couldn't read into certain things.
That blank mind served its purpose right there.
