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... is first touch was immaculate, and he was off instantly.
A defender scrambled to close him down, but it was hopeless. Benjamin ate up the ground, his stride smooth and powerful.
[No one’s catching him!] Mike yelled.
Inside the 18 yard box, Altidore peeled away from his marker with his hands out, calling for it.
Benjamin had options available.
He glanced up, saw Altidore’s movement—then cut inside again, dragging two defenders with him.
[He’s taking ...
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