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A Sigh

In the stands, Kristin Stein watched the proceedings on the pitch with rapt attention as Zachary got cornered by a mean-looking Tromsø midfielder. With her ample experience of spectating football matches, she could easily guess that the opponents were trying to silence Zachary by closing down all his passing options.

"There we have it," she heard Kjell Roar yell out loud, his booming voice coming to her from a nearby stadium loudspeaker. "Tromsø is clearly defense-minded in today's game. Their marking in their defensive third is astounding. Zachary Bemba, the Rosenborg number-33, has been isolated by the highly disciplined Tromsø defense. He has no passing options. Oh! What will he do?" Kjell Roar added, his tone turning dramatic towards the very end.

"If I were him, I would just take it easy and pass back to my defenders or goalkeeper," Harald Brattbakk chipped in. "Rather than risking..." he stopped mid-sentence as if he'd been interrupted by something.

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