Hat-trick And Full-time

The tension inside the stadium reached an all-time high as Benjamin drew back his foot, ready to unleash the shot that could seal the moment as his.

But he didn't blast it as anticipated by everyone in the Philips Stadion, including those watching through the TV in the comfort of their homes.

Benjamin's foot paused for just a split second before sliding under the ball with an elegance that belied the chaos around him.

He chipped it—soft, deliberate, and so precise it seemed to hang in the air for three heartbeats too long.

[He's gone for the chip! Oh, my days—] Mike's words caught in his throat, overwhelmed by the sheer audacity of the attempt.

Waterman leapt, his arms stretched out to the limits and flailing desperately above his head, but the ball floated gracefully past him.

The trajectory was perfect, arching just enough to clear the goalkeeper before descending toward the goal.