My name is Timox, I'm a professional esport player for VfL Wolfsburg.
My name is Benedikt Saltzer, I'm a professional esport player for VfL Wolfsburg.
Being part of a team such as Wolfsburg is very important for me.
We are a really big family.
I'm really, really, really happy that I'm a part of VfL Wolfsburg.
We played so much together, we work together.
They always push me to the next level.
We always try to perform better and better and better.
I just wanted to make them proud. Which, make me even better,
because I was training even harder than before.
And I think it worked out quite good for me.
The start of my time in London was... very bad.
It's a group stage - Timo will probably have a hard time fighting in the tournament.
Unlucky for me, I had some exams, so I mostly watched the whole tournament from home.
We had 7 group games, and I lost the first 4.
I was really, really nervous about games,
because I can't really help him, because I was so far away.
I thought, "OK, I can check, and fly home tomorrow."
And they said, "Come on, just try and win your last games. Maybe you have a chance to go through."
And then I said, "OK, I will try and win them all."
But, after a while, you could see that he was better, but unlucky...
and after 3 games you can see he was not unlucky any more,
he would just dominate his opponent.
And, in the end, it was a happy end for me.
"He finished strong, he actually ended up crawling somehow into a 3rd position..."
I have never played Prinsipe before, so it was our fist match up,
and his play style didn't look too dangerous...
"There's Ronaldo, going to shoot, and it's in! It's Timox who breaks the deadlock here!"
If Timo scores one goal, he's on a rush, he always make one more goal, one more goal...
"Ronaldo's breaking on 3, he's got no support - Oh, and he goes for a goal, and just like that he makes it 2-0!"
I just wanted to put my A-game on again.
That's what matters for a big tournament.
"He's got Pogba arriving, cuts it across - And it's an easy tap in!
And Timox makes it 3-0!"
I thought "OK, it's over now. I can just calm down, relax, and feel the game out."
"Well, maybe not..."
I was thinking about, "Hmm, maybe he could choke."
FIFA is a game which everything can change in seconds.
"You got to come on at some point, there's a pull across - and Messi's gonna slot it in."
There was a moment, I thought, "OK, now... It's over. He can't score anymore.
Just keep the ball... and you're through to the finals."
"There's a good chance for Dembélé - slides it in, and that's 4-2!"
"And it will be 4-2 in the opener, for Timox."
That's... when the mind games come back into play.
In the second leg, it was completely different game to the first leg.
" - Oh wow, first touch!"
I choked very badly.
I was just... angry, that I didn't kill the game out before.
"Prinsipe looks set. Don't forget - Oh he's done it again..."
Timo... yeah, shaked a little bit.
I was a bit worried if it could go wrong, because everything can happen.
He had the momentum on his side, which is very important as well.
And I thought that, I'm out.
"Now Son on the edge of the box - he's gonna do it alone.
Ohhhh, and he's put it in!
...and Timox, head in hands, and no wonder."
I broke inside.
For me, it was a lose after the 5th goal from the Italian guy.
I was just very... sad and angry at the same time.
I am staring at my computer and can't believe it.
People were like, "No, Timo is giving himself up. Why is he so sad about it?"
I put my head on the table, because I had to think about what I can do now.
I was like, "No no no, he's not giving himself up. He's just disappointed,
and thinking really rapidly - how can he change something about it."
In the situation, I, yeah, can't imagine that he can come to the final again.
"Header" are really unpredictable in FIFA. Sometimes you do perfect crossing and they go in.
Sometimes they are really weak.
In the 86th minute, I think, I got a corner, and I put Messi as a taker.
I saw Ramos in the middle, and I just was hoping,
"Come on, Ramos. You can do this."
"Wants to try to get one of those inswingers. It's a cheap, early -
GOAL! It's in!
Oh my word, what a game!"
It was completely crazy. I didn't see something like that before.
A really big, clutch moment.
My head was finally back at 100%, I was the old Timox again.
I was thinking, "Yeah, 'FIFA 17 Timo' is back."
"It is full time,
we are going to a Golden Goal."
My coach was coming to me, I said, "Come on, I've got this. Trust me."
That's all I said. Then he said, "OK, come on. You got this."
"So, here we go ladies and gentlemen, this is literally it.
Next goal does win."
He's normally, he's such a strong mental player.
I know that he can win the Golden Goal. The momentum was, again, on his side.
Everyone knew in this room how good these guys are, everyone was on their feet and cheering for both.
When I had the ball on the right side of the halfway line, I already know what I could do.
"Is he going to be able to capitalize now, Timox?"
And then I'd pass it to Ronaldo, and then he only had one defender left.
"...will knock it inside. Is he in?"
I knew that maybe one good skill move could do it, or maybe one more pass.
Timox is one of the players who will use many skills.
I had to choose which play will be the best one right now, and I decided to make a McGeady Spin.
Then I was one-on-one with the keeper, and after I pressed Circle,
I already stand up a little bit, because I just knew, "OK, it has to go in."
And everyone was jumping up and just screaming how crazy it was.
"... towards Ronaldo, he turns - he's gonna score!
He does score! Timo puts it away! And wins the game to move through,
into the final on the PlayStation."
I was going crazy, I was so happy.
I get my mobile phone, and write him, "Yeah man! You did it! You did it!"
As a manager, obviously it was not good, because you almost died.
That goal was in conversation in the whole club here.
It's the biggest tournament in FIFA, and finishing this high,
especially with this goal in the semi-final,
in the Golden Goal situation, is something I will never forget.
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